Everything you said last night got stuck in my head
Now, I got my head phones on, trying to think about something else
(I´ve got my head phones on)
Looking through a magazine
I´m in a bad dream
But I don´t know what I´m supposed to believe
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Your name pops up whenever I´m on my phone
And however you look at it, I´m all alone
And now I´m in and out of bad thoughts
I´m in a bad spot, but I don´t know what I´m supposed to do
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Looking through a magazine
I´m in a bad dream
But I don´t know what I´m supposed to believe
You´re the one I want
You´re the one I want
But you´re not what I need
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Oooh, I´m gonna let you come to me
Looking through a magazine
I´m in a bad dream
But I don´t know what I´m supposed to believe
Everything you said last night got stuck in my head
(I´ve got my head phones on)
Now, I got my head phones on trying to think about something else
Tamar Berk pairs trenchant autobiographical lyrics with brittle guitars for songs that will win over fans of early Liz Phair. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2022