Artist: Taking Back Sunday
Song: Bike Scene

I'll leave the lights down low
So she knows I mean business.
And maybe we could talk this over,
'Cause I could be your best bet,
Let alone your worst ex,
And let alone your worst
I wanna hate you so bad,
But I can't stop this
Any more than you can
So honestly, how could you say those things?
When you know they don't mean anything.
And you know very well
That I can't keep my hands to myself, hands to myself
I wanna hate you so bad,
But I can't stop this
Any more than you can.
This is all wrong, and it shows.
There's certain things I promised,
Not to let you know.
(Like your silly way of keeping)
Not to let you know
(Me up on the edge of my seat
Like your silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat)
You've got this silly way of keeping me on the edge of my seat,
But you're only counting the clock against the train.
And I'm miserable,
(Like your silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat)
and you're just getting started.
I'm miserable, and you're just getting started.
I'm miserable...
(Like your silly way of keeping me...)
You've got me right where you want me,
Let's never talk about this again.
Let's never talk, let's never, let's never
Talk about this again
Because I...
Didn't want it to mean that much to me,
I didn't want it to mean that much to me,
I didn't want it to mean that much to me,
I didn't want it to mean that much to me anyway.

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