Should I stay?
Should I go? (Go, go, go)
Should I ask?
Don't wanna know. (Know, know)
Who're you thinkin' 'bout?
Who're you thinkin' 'bout?
Shouldn't kiss; shouldn't tell.
Shouldn't have without farewell (Farewell) to me.
What're you thinkin' 'bout?
What're you thinkin' 'bout?
Ooh.
What is it that keeps me hangin' on to every word you said?
What is it that keeps me holdin' on to you?
Because you're stuck in my head like my favourite song.
You put the scene on pause; it still plays on.
It's chapter three; it's hard to read.
The words are slowly fading. (Fading)
Stop and go in lunch on a busy street.
Bumper to bumper this empty seat.
Without you here, I get nowhere.
I ask: Why not me?
Could've been; could've had.
How could you do that and not look back? (Back, back)
Ohh.
What're you thinkin' 'bout?
What're you thinkin' 'bout?
You couldn't wait and you couldn't breathe. (Breathe)
You couldn't be sharin' the same dreams as me. (Me)
Who're you thinkin' 'bout?
Who're you thinkin' 'bout?
Ooh.
What is it that keeps me hangin' on to every word you said?
(What is it that keeps me holdin' on?)
What is it that keeps me holdin' on to you?
Because you're stuck in my head like my favourite song.
You put the scene on pause; it still plays on.
It's chapter three; it's hard to read.
The words are slowly fading. (Fading)
Stop and go in lunch on a busy street.
Bumper to bumper this empty seat. (Empty seat)
Without you here, I get nowhere.
I ask: Why not me?
I wouldn't lie; I wouldn't cheat on you.
I wouldn't do all the things that you do.
I would never give your love away.
(Ooh, ooh) Eyy..
(Ooh, ooh) Yeahh..
So when you look in the mirror when I pass you by,
You see yourself; a lonely cry.
Take a harder look and see what's left inside.
Why not me?
Ohh, whoaa.
Because you're stuck in my head like my favourite song.
You put the scene on pause; it still plays on.
It's chapter three; it's hard to read.
The words are slowly fading. (Fading)
Stop and go in lunch on a busy street.
Bumper to bumper this empty seat.
Without you here, I get nowhere.
I ask: Why not me?
Because you're stuck in my head like my favourite song.
You put the scene on pause; it still plays on.
It's chapter three; it's hard to read.
The words are slowly fading. (Fading)
Stop and go in lunch on a busy street.
Bumper to bumper this empty seat.
Without you here, I get nowhere.
I ask: Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?
Why not me?