Want
Head down into the kitchen
I hung our pictures up right on the fridge
You're seven sips into your coffee
You're already talking quickly like a kid
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
You sang for me at the piano
A cautionary tale about this guy
I think it may have been a warning
And you're looking so embarrassed you could die
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
And there's nothing we can do
I'm falling down into you
And there's nothing we can do
I'm falling down into you
You say we're way behind the ball here
We go forward and sometimes we roll right back
But, hey, we're learning on the job here
I've got an itchy feeling that we're right on track
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I hung our pictures up right on the fridge
You're seven sips into your coffee
You're already talking quickly like a kid
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
You sang for me at the piano
A cautionary tale about this guy
I think it may have been a warning
And you're looking so embarrassed you could die
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
And there's nothing we can do
I'm falling down into you
And there's nothing we can do
I'm falling down into you
You say we're way behind the ball here
We go forward and sometimes we roll right back
But, hey, we're learning on the job here
I've got an itchy feeling that we're right on track
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
I don't want you to, I don't want you to
I don't want you to, I don't want you to go home
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Wolff, Nat Wolff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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