Woorden: Charlotte Sometimes. Ex Girlfriend Syndrome.

I am a dull to your head
tracking quietly from the door
slammed it straight i yelled
"why'd i even come here?"
but still i stay for a while
check every drawer that i can find
saw your calendar on the floor
you're not very organized
are you? i said to myself
i said to myself

you should go
you should leave
please stop pulling on my sleeve

i stood there, i stood there
with a note for my head
asking what my heart said

i should not be here, ya know.
i should not be here.

i went through all your dirty laundry
even those smelly socks and underwear
where those even came from
saw everything you had lying around from your decker cards
should the way you feel about me
just laying on the ground

i said to myself
i said to myself

you should go you should leave
please stop pulling on my sleeve

i stood there, i stood there
with a note for my head
asking what my heart said

i should not be here, ya know.
i should not be here.

you should go you should leave
please stop pulling on my sleeve

i stood there, i stood there
with a note for my head
asking what my heart said

i should not be here, ya know.
i should not be here.

oh, i should not be here, ya know.
i should not be here