I lay awake, it’s a quarter past three
You found a ride home, to make a fool outta me
Yeah this time, this fights by my side
No it wasn’t here at your doorstep
And these theories that you try to hide, yeah they’ll always be
One hell of a hangup
Remember you kicked me out
I won’t go out there to find ya
Smoked my last smoke
The rest when to repress the drama
Yeah this time fights by my side
No it wasn’t here in your forecast
But these theories that you try to hide, yeah they’ll always be
One hell of a hangup
I told her once, if you leave me again I wont come after
But its all pretend, she says it ends in disaster
Yeah this time by my side
No it wasn’t here in your forecast
But we built what had/could when we tried
But there will always be one hell of a hangup