Lyrics:
I don't know if you love me,
Or the cologne that you bought me,
And frankly I don't care.
I just want to rush on home,
And bury my head in the back of your hair.
We listen to the neighbours fight,
They say love is a four letter lie,
We say we won't be like them,
But they were happy just the other night.
I'm scared of your love,
You're afraid of mine,
We're frightened it'll all go to shit,
And we're terrified it'll be fine.
You came home, roughed and scruffed,
God you're gorgeous when you're trying to look tough.
Pretty wounds and another bit of bad luck,
Got to learn to pick yourself right up.
You storm like neurons in a teacup,
You're having one of your bad turns again,
And I know you love every little fuck up,
But you gotta keep the plates on spinning.
I'm scared of your love,
You're afraid of mine,
We're frightened it'll all go to shit,
And we're terrified it'll be fine.
You were singing in the next room over,
Born To Run, or something close,
I fall in love all over again,
Every time I hear that you're home.
I was a psychopath before I met you,
I don't want to sleep alone again.
I was a psychopath before I met you,
And I don't want to sleep alone.
I was a psychopath before I met you,
And I don't want to sleep alone again.
I was a psychopath before I met you,
And I wanna keep your plates on spinning.
I'm a psychopath. I don't want to sleep alone.
I'm a psychopath. I want to keep your plates on spinning