It´s easier to tell you that I wouldn´t be, anywhere than in your arms.
Anywhere in the world than at this time and at this moment.
But if you weren´t so good at giving me away.

Sooner you´d be out that door.
Sooner you´d be out that door.
Finding your reason.

And its not like I´d be missing you.
You´ve done too many wrongs many wrongs wrongs.
But it´s not like it´s unusual to want with.
Too much like.

You don´t even realize that your love is so jaded.
And everytime I try to tell myself im wrong.
You come with hits and misses of other days and other ways where we shone.
Where we knew how to shine.

And it´s not like I´d be missing you.
You´ve done too many wrongs many wrongs wrongs.

But it´s not like it´s unusual to want with.
Too much like.

But it´s not like I´d be missing you.
Done too many wrongs many wrongs wrongs.
But it´s not like it´s unusual to want with.
Too much like.