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Oh-oh, oh
I′ve said some things with my fingers crossed behind my back
The version I created of you threw me off bad
Uh, spilled my guts again, head just sinks into my hands
I'm not anything, got an itch I cannot scratch
What a surprise, there′s a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can't front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I′m dead on
What a surprise, there's a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it′s that simple
I can't front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea (but I'm dead on)
My day goes, open my eyes and I′m livid
Share a thought, but you don't like it so I'm kidding
Jester performs and you ignore, you′re barely listening
Uh, I thank God that you don′t hear what I'm spilling
I can see my bones today, I crack a smile and call the guy
I′m at my worst, pick at my food and romanticize
I can't roll out of bed ′til sundown, there, there's no surprise
You jump in first and then I′m going, hand in my resign
What a surprise, there's a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can′t front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I'm dead on
What a surprise, there′s a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can′t front, I can't lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I′m dead on
I′ve said some things with my fingers crossed behind my back
The version I created of you threw me off bad
Uh, spilled my guts again, head just sinks into my hands
I'm not anything, got an itch I cannot scratch
What a surprise, there′s a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can't front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I′m dead on
What a surprise, there's a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it′s that simple
I can't front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea (but I'm dead on)
My day goes, open my eyes and I′m livid
Share a thought, but you don't like it so I'm kidding
Jester performs and you ignore, you′re barely listening
Uh, I thank God that you don′t hear what I'm spilling
I can see my bones today, I crack a smile and call the guy
I′m at my worst, pick at my food and romanticize
I can't roll out of bed ′til sundown, there, there's no surprise
You jump in first and then I′m going, hand in my resign
What a surprise, there's a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can′t front, I can′t lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I'm dead on
What a surprise, there′s a hole in my temple
You worry me, I worry you, it's that simple
I can′t front, I can't lie, you took my head off
I wish I had the wrong idea, but I′m dead on
Writer(s): Rupert Howarth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
