words
Called you up this time, I thought I'd be your shelter
You left me standing at your door
Kept you off my mind last weekend, but it felt worse
Now I'm back outside once more
'Cause I like the rhythms you play
Melodies making me sway, wanted some more
We were the talk of the day
Should've been up on the stage, not on the floor
Something just pulled you away
Happened in front of my face, what's all of this for?
I'm still feeling the same
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I hate to have to change this tattoo too
Yeah I like the rhythms you play
Melodies making me sway, wanted some more
We were the talk of the day
Should've been up on the stage
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh
Always seem to have a question for your answers
How could you act so carelessly, aye
Your reasons don't add up, you're such a little actor
See I give you all my thoughts for free (yeah)
'Cause I like the rhythms you play
Melodies making me sway, wanted some more
We were the talk of the day
Should've been up on the stage, not on the floor
Something just pulled you away
Happened in front of my face, what's all of this for?
I'm still feeling the same
How 'bout you, you

'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I hate to have to change this tattoo too
Yeah I like the rhythms you play
Melodies making me sway, wanted some more
We were the talk of the day
Should've been up on the stage
How 'bout you, (how 'bout you?) you
'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh
Uh, cuttin' all my distractions
No tats, cause baby I don't want to no attachments
Maybe this is perfect and I'm overreacting
Or maybe I'm just missing something I never had yet
How 'bout you?
You really think that we could work together
But if it don't last you're gonna hurt forever
You say maybe we should give it a chance, cancel our plans
I really hope that you understand, it's like
Called you up this time, I thought I'd be your shelter
You left me standing at your door
Kept you off my mind last weekend, but it felt worse
Now I'm back outside once more
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh
(I miss the stupid things that we do)
How 'bout you, you
'Cause I hate to have to change this tattoo too
Yeah I like the rhythms you play
Melodies making me sway, wanted some more
We were that talk of the day
Should've been up on the stage
How 'bout you, (how 'bout you?) you (how 'bout it?)
(You) 'Cause I miss the stupid things that we do, ooh