Tornado Warnings Testo
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Testo Tornado Warnings
We were never in the park
Talkin' on a see-saw teetering
With our feelings in the dark
Ignoring tornado warnings
He didn't hold me in his arms
We didn't stumble over the pages of our relationship arc
Ignoring tornado warnings
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rythym without missing a step And logically the last thing that I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
I deserve an hour in a week
To focus on my thoughts
Not so obssesed with yours
I can't hear myself speak
I deserve my own consideration
Sometimes I wish I kept
Some of my feelings in the basement
So I still have some left
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rythym without missing a step
And logically the last thing that I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
I drive you home
You drive me crazy
But that's not gonna stop me
I call you out
You call me baby
But that's not gonna stop me
From
Lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
Talkin' on a see-saw teetering
With our feelings in the dark
Ignoring tornado warnings
He didn't hold me in his arms
We didn't stumble over the pages of our relationship arc
Ignoring tornado warnings
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rythym without missing a step And logically the last thing that I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
I deserve an hour in a week
To focus on my thoughts
Not so obssesed with yours
I can't hear myself speak
I deserve my own consideration
Sometimes I wish I kept
Some of my feelings in the basement
So I still have some left
Don't understand how quickly we get
Right back in our rythym without missing a step
And logically the last thing that I should have on my mind
But I want you there sometimes
I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
I drive you home
You drive me crazy
But that's not gonna stop me
I call you out
You call me baby
But that's not gonna stop me
From
Lying to my therapist
I keep saying things like "I never saw him and we never kissed"
Now I see somehow in my mind
If I could convince him but if he doesn't see it
Then maybe it doesn't exist
I think he's onto me
Everytime I say I'm over that son of a bitch
I'm lying to my therapist
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