I get tired of your no-shows
You get tired of my control (yeah)
They keep telling me to let go
But I don't really let go when I say so (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I keep giving people blank stares (yeah)
I'm so different when you're not there (yeah, yeah)
It's like something out of Shakespeare (yeah)
Because I'm really not here when you're not there
I've tried to fight our energy
But everytime I think I'm free (yeah, woo!)
You get high and call on the regular
I get weak and fall like a teenager
Why, oh why does God keep bringing me back to you?
I get drunk, pretend that I'm over it
Self-destruct, show up like an idiot
Why, oh why does God keep bringing me back to you?
I go back to you, back to you, back to you
Back to you, back to you, back to you
I go back to you, back to you, back to you everytime
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