Bubble (Remastered)

You bring the light
I'll make it dark
You bring the fuel
I'll bring the spark
I guess it's your move
But I'm watching you

You bring the gin
I'll bring the juice
You lock it up
I'll set it loose
I guess it's your move
I'm still watching you

I just can't get into your bubble

I don't wanna go
I just don't fit inside your bubble

You buy the chips
I'll bring the luck
You spill your guts
I'll mop 'em up
I guess it's your move
But I'm watching you

You take your time
I'm in a rush
And I'm too loud
And you're too hush
I guess it's your move
I'm just lovin' you

I just can't get into your bubble

I don't wanna go
I just don't fit inside your bubble

You're sittin' pretty with your charm and gettin' hottah
I'm sitting thinkin' what we shoulda, woulda, oughtta
Can't feel my pulse but my head is in the gutta
When you're walking in my mind I start to sputter
Can't you feel my heart beat break
Nervous state I'll fake awake
But you gotta pull me close even if I decline
My bubble's big enough, so come inside and be mine

I used to think that it was opposites attract
But now I know that it's much crazier than that

I bring the white
I bring the black
You run away and I attack
I guess it's your move
I'm still watching you

I bring my heart
For you to take
And I show up
And you just flake
I guess it's your move
But I'm wacthing you

I've moved and now it's your move, so let's see what you can bring
What happens when you close your eyes and unravel all the string?
I got your back and your heart is in my sight
You've got my hand and you're holding all the light
It's just like we're meant to be
Holding so we can break free
And I'll be your star if you'll be my galaxy
If it seems like you can rock this, then that's all I need