Текст: Gob. Foot In Mouth Disease. When Life Gets Boring....

She creeps into my head
So many mornings
What am I supposed to do
When life gets boring?

This fixation with her
It goes much deeper
Than just a photograph
Wish I could keep her

Can't get her off my mind
Happens all the time
I'm turnin' everything down

Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better

I watch her shop for clothes
To value vintage
Stare from across the room
She makes her purchase

The wheel inside my head
Has started rolling
It's going to take me away
It's going to take me away

Can't get her off my mind
Happens all the time
I'm turnin' everything down

Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better

Can't get her off my mind
Happens all the time
I'm turnin' everything down

Get her off my mind
Happens all the time
I'm turnin' everything down, keep down

I'll keep my distance
I'm better off putting this behind me
I'm overdrawn, I withdrew
I'm down and out, and thanks to you

I'll keep my distance
I'm better off putting this behind me
I'm overdrawn, I withdrew
I'm down and out, and thanks to you

Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known

Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known better
Well, well, I should've known