The Fight At The Show - The Jet Stole Home Songtexte

I think its time that you and i had a chit chat
Were making waves and making
Moves
But were always standing still
Sit by yourself and sweat it
Out
Because your a different girl on every night
With tired eyes and a
Worried head
Calm cool and uncollected

I met her on the way to a funeral

I should have seen it coming
And now im stuck feeling nostalgic
For things
That never happened to begin with
But i fell in love and fell asleep on the
Job

Overwhelming and underrated
King of the bad situation
Be my queen
A
Trophy boy with rust
Its easy to see where i stand
When im bleeding out every
Emotion
Covering up the heart thats on my sleeve

I met her on the way to a
Funeral
I should have seen it coming
And now im stuck feeling nostalgic
For
Things that never happened to begin with
But i fell in love and fell asleep on
The job

I met her on the way to a funeral
I should have seen it
Coming
And now im stuck feeling nostalgic
For things that never happened to
Begin with
But i fell in love and fell asleep on the job