dream
'Cause I know it sucks, I know it's sad
It hurts me more, I can't help that
Not my fault, it's my bad
I tried to give you the world in the palm of my hands
But it doesn't quite fit, oh, it never quite fit
So hurt me, hurt me
'Cause I know it doesn't make sense
The way we'd work in the end
But I hope you know that it's just a dream
And in our perfect little world it made sense to me
Knowing you won't say goodnight to me
Probably means I can't get much sleep
But I'm falling faster than I ever have before
I'm just selfish but I want more
But people come and go, feelings ebb and flow
Writing all these songs in my feelings
Just to try and lose these feelings I had for you
But I keep missing you, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Keep missing you
But I keep missing you, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know it sucks, I know it's sad
It hurts me more, I can't help that
It's not my fault, it's my bad
I tried to give you the world in the palm of my hands
But it doesn't quite fit, oh, it never quite fit
So hurt me, hurt me
I know it doesn't make sense
The way we'd work in the end
But I hope you know that it's just a dream
And in our perfect little world it made sense to me, baby
It hurts me more, I can't help that
Not my fault, it's my bad
I tried to give you the world in the palm of my hands
But it doesn't quite fit, oh, it never quite fit
So hurt me, hurt me
'Cause I know it doesn't make sense
The way we'd work in the end
But I hope you know that it's just a dream
And in our perfect little world it made sense to me
Knowing you won't say goodnight to me
Probably means I can't get much sleep
But I'm falling faster than I ever have before
I'm just selfish but I want more
But people come and go, feelings ebb and flow
Writing all these songs in my feelings
Just to try and lose these feelings I had for you
But I keep missing you, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Keep missing you
But I keep missing you, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know it sucks, I know it's sad
It hurts me more, I can't help that
It's not my fault, it's my bad
I tried to give you the world in the palm of my hands
But it doesn't quite fit, oh, it never quite fit
So hurt me, hurt me
I know it doesn't make sense
The way we'd work in the end
But I hope you know that it's just a dream
And in our perfect little world it made sense to me, baby
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Munroe, Wajdy Elkoshairi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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