Something Happens
Hiatt
I get jumpy, wanna step on the gas
Drive right out of this place fast
She says: 'Red light, I'll take those keys'
Out of my mind and on my knees.
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
She's long distance and it's a grind
Always static on that line
Tear the phone out from the wall
But in my head I get that call.
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
She don't wanna talk, she don't wanna talk to me
She just wanna look, she just wanna look through me.
It's a famine or it's a feast
Who's that beauty? Who's that beast?
Threatening murder or happiness
And if I do it, will I confess?
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
I get jumpy, wanna step on the gas
Drive right out of this place fast
She says: 'Red light, I'll take those keys'
Out of my mind and on my knees.
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
She's long distance and it's a grind
Always static on that line
Tear the phone out from the wall
But in my head I get that call.
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
She don't wanna talk, she don't wanna talk to me
She just wanna look, she just wanna look through me.
It's a famine or it's a feast
Who's that beauty? Who's that beast?
Threatening murder or happiness
And if I do it, will I confess?
Something happens and I don't know why
I can't seem to get my future out of my eyes
Something happens and never for sure
If I could name this sickness, I'd be cured, I'd be cured, I'd be cured.
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Writer(s): John R Hiatt
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