I've been counting down the days til you notice. There's a right way and a wrong way to approach this. But I'm not stupid despite how it seems. And you can't do this if I'm not listening.
Making my escape. Making my escape. Tell myself that. Everything's in shape. Everything's in shape. But me. How long can this take. How long can this take.
Falling over backwards for you. Falling over everybody else. I put myself in that position. Every single time I have the chance. . I know it's not my business, to be.
Don't act surprised. Don't act surprised. If I'm not still here. (X2). . My hands in the air. My feet on the ground. My hands in your hair. My sheets comin' down.
The day, you move, I'm probably gonna explode. It's true, I'm probably gonna explo-oh-oh-oh-oooh. Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooh. You'll pray, for proof, I'm probably makin' this up.
The day you move, I'm probably going to explode. It's true, I'm probably going to explode. Oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh. You'll pray for proof, I'm probably making this up.
I got this whole thing figured out. I guess I better write it down, now. 'Cause presently my memory's not terribly sound. Everything is twice around, now.
1, 2, 3, 4. . I think that I should probably leave right now. 'cause I'm already kinda sweaty and freakin' out. I gotta time-bomb headache that's ticking down.