Can't stop thinking that I gotta go back
All I wanted yesterday is all in the past
Seems like the last thing I oughtta do now
What's the point of such a loose connection?
Is that really what I wanna do now?
I kept on talking, ran it into the ground
What's the deal with this flimsy contraction?
It may not ever happen now
I've got no time
To play around
I poured my heart out right into the ground
You're not telling me what I oughtta be
But half the time I feel I need to get myself free
Why has my heart led me out on a line?
Seems like such a futile attraction
Can't sleep, thinking that I gotta go back (gotta go back)
All I want tomorrow is what's all in the past (what's all in the past)
Turns out the last thing I oughtta do now
Is climb this flimsy construction
We've got no time (no time)
To fool around (fool around)
Can't read your mind, I'm
Upside down
I've got no time
To play around
I poured my heart out, right onto the ground