Another Minute
Right down to the way you talk
And just the way you are
Sight so frightful
It's like you're pushing forward every stop
Ignoring every fault
I might just hide you
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
This really shouldn't come as a shock
I'm staring at the clock
Every time that I'm with you
And I really wanna break this lock
But all these second thoughts
Keep on getting through
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
And I want to know babe
Why you're staring at the ground
And I gotta go babe
When I start to see that frown
Oh
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
And just the way you are
Sight so frightful
It's like you're pushing forward every stop
Ignoring every fault
I might just hide you
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
This really shouldn't come as a shock
I'm staring at the clock
Every time that I'm with you
And I really wanna break this lock
But all these second thoughts
Keep on getting through
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
And I want to know babe
Why you're staring at the ground
And I gotta go babe
When I start to see that frown
Oh
I don't wanna do this no more
All this guilt galore
Through the touch of your finger tips and
I've been looking for an exit door
To get back to before
I'd rather die than spend
Just another fucking minute with you
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Writer(s): Quinn Mills
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