Hmm

Oooh

Something always brings me back to you

When I try to be strong

I've got so much pride,

This shit's not good for me

Then I try to leave

Hmm

Hmm

Here I am again

Racing to the door

(cause) I've lost sight of what the hell we're fighting for

But some magnetic shit keeps me where I stand (brings me back to you)

Pulls me back to you

Hmm (ha ha ha, ha ha ha)

Hmm

Hmm

Hmm

Maybe the reality's

I've got no choice

It's not like it's something to avoid

Unpack my shit for the upteenth time

& I'll stay another day