Idiot
It's hard to meet you halfway
When you don't know what halfway is
Confuse me for a stranger
When all we ever do is kiss
A funny way of showing
That everything you want is this
Funny in a way that I ever thought I wanted this
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
It's hard to give you shelter
When you think solitude is this
Blaming me for wanting comfort
'Cause you don't know what comfort is
Believe me when I say I'm the one I'm gonna miss
Now if we're talking love, honey, you're the one who blew then it
If we're talking love, honey, you're the one who don't know shit
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
Was that some kind of apology?
I must be mistaken
I feel it burning inside of me
Hope that you've been praying
'Cause I'm coming, oh, I'm reaching
You're meeting your makers
Yeah, I'm coming, oh, I'm reaching
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
When you don't know what halfway is
Confuse me for a stranger
When all we ever do is kiss
A funny way of showing
That everything you want is this
Funny in a way that I ever thought I wanted this
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
It's hard to give you shelter
When you think solitude is this
Blaming me for wanting comfort
'Cause you don't know what comfort is
Believe me when I say I'm the one I'm gonna miss
Now if we're talking love, honey, you're the one who blew then it
If we're talking love, honey, you're the one who don't know shit
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
Was that some kind of apology?
I must be mistaken
I feel it burning inside of me
Hope that you've been praying
'Cause I'm coming, oh, I'm reaching
You're meeting your makers
Yeah, I'm coming, oh, I'm reaching
So fuck it, do somebody else
'Cause I'm no longer out get down
It's not a tale 'bout happiness
It's just a story with an idiot
And I guess then you're the idiot
Credits
Writer(s): Robin Morris Tadross, Rami Yacoub, Simon Karl August Stromstedt, Maja Stromstedt
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