Used 2

1 a.m. laying in bed, I'm rolling over to find some rest, you tell me facts of history

things I already told you. Is this mine or is this yours, you think it's mine but I'm not sure

I tell you keep it anyways, it'll mean something more to you. It'll mean something more to you

Walk down the street in the day, just five minutes down the road, I know this sounds cliche to say but I already miss you

Time more time passes by, I can't look you in the eye, so I go, I run, I hide to get away from you

I gotta get away from you

Thoughts go through my head, compare your action to what you've said, you love me now and hate me then, it takes some getting used to

Listen close to what I've said then, shake your head, complain to no end, you love me now and hate me then, it takes some getting used to

Oh takes some getting used to, I hope I mean something more to you, but I gotta get away from you, and it takes some getting used to

It takes some getting used to