Sirens
Oooooh
Oooooh
I wanna know where you go, what you do at night
Tell me a little bit about how you spend time
See, it's hurting me
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
You slip your shoes off silently as you slide in bed
You keep me misdirected, mistaken and misled
See, it's hurting me
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
'Cuz how can we go on
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
It used to be that you would speak to me sweetly
Building me up to be your one and only baby
Gone, I'm holding on
To something that I now know is wrong
You keep on running using cunning to disguise your ways of
Breaking in and out and taking everything remaining
Not abstaining gonna leave me dry, I'm fed up with your alibi
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
'Cuz how can we go on
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
Oh, you're not alone tonight
Oh, god I hate it when I'm always right
The siren's cry plays tonight
I hear sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Somethings wrong, wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Somethings wrong
They keep going when you've gone
This'll be your final countdown
Set the scene for the one big meltdown
Everything gets better when you put it back together
This'll be your final countdown
Set the scene for the one big meltdown
Everything gets better when you put it back together
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
I wanna know where you go, what you do at night
Tell me a little bit about how you spend time
See, it's hurting me
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
You slip your shoes off silently as you slide in bed
You keep me misdirected, mistaken and misled
See, it's hurting me
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
'Cuz how can we go on
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
It used to be that you would speak to me sweetly
Building me up to be your one and only baby
Gone, I'm holding on
To something that I now know is wrong
You keep on running using cunning to disguise your ways of
Breaking in and out and taking everything remaining
Not abstaining gonna leave me dry, I'm fed up with your alibi
Just drop me off in the mail in the morning
'Cuz how can we go on
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear
Sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Something's wrong
They keep going when you've gone
Oh, you're not alone tonight
Oh, god I hate it when I'm always right
The siren's cry plays tonight
I hear sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Somethings wrong, wrong
They keep going when you've gone
I hear sirens in the back of my head
They keep playing everything that you said
Somethings wrong
They keep going when you've gone
This'll be your final countdown
Set the scene for the one big meltdown
Everything gets better when you put it back together
This'll be your final countdown
Set the scene for the one big meltdown
Everything gets better when you put it back together
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Vanderveer, Victor Gurevich
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