Lyrics: Rachel Shapiro/John Jackson Book
Music: Rachel Shapiro/John Jackson Book
I hate the way that you call me crazy
I love the way you taste
You tried to fix me, I think you miss me
Wishing that you had stayed
Ask me a question, whatâs my intention
Baby youâre so cliche
Tired of the posting
Pics with your girlfriend
How did we get this far
I tried to forfeit
You just ignored it
I donât know who we are
But I still have some hope for it
Tell me I should go for it
Maybe we can hold out âtil the end
Maybe I could fight more
Pedals at my front door
Trade in what youâve got for me instead
I donât wanna force it
Just canât ignore this
Feeling, itâs building up deep inside
But I still have some hope for it
Tell me I should go for it
Oh tell me, tell me, tell me
I still have some hope for us
I hate the way that you say my name
When I turn and walk away
It doesnât feel the same but still
Youâre asking me to stay
All of these questions
About my intentions
Baby youâre so cliche
Iâm tired of feeling the same damn way
Tired of the posting
Pics with your boyfriend
How did we get this far
I tried to forfeit
You just ignored it
I donât know who we are
But I still have some hope for it
Tell me I should go for it
Maybe we can hold out âtil the end
Maybe I could fight more
Pedals at my front door
Trade in what youâve got for me instead
I donât wanna force it
Just canât ignore this
Feeling, itâs building up deep inside
But I still have some hope for it
Tell me I should go for it
Oh tell me, tell me, tell me
I still have some hope for us
I donâ t wanna force it
Just canât ignore this
Feeling, itâs building up deep inside
But I still have some hope for it
Tell me I should go for it
Oh tell me, tell me, tell me
I still have some hope for us