Taking Back Sunday - 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 (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 (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 me up on the edge of my seat)
Not to let you know
I never, never (like your silly way of keeping me up on the)

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, oh (You've got a silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat)
And you're just getting started
I'm miserable, oh (you've got a silly way of keeping me up on the)

You've got me right where you want me
(Let's never talk) Let's never talk, let's never
Let's never talk about this again because
I, 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
Yeah

Written by:
Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper

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