My intelligence
Says you're not content
In a foreign land
I remember that
You never came to the city
You never came to the city
What did you think I would do?
Stay in and wait for you?
Well I don't do that...
I don't do that
I'm in another place
Now than I was a week ago
It's been tiring on my mind
And nothing's ever clearer than
I might be mad
I might be mad
I might be mad
You shouldn't come to the city
You shouldn't come to my apartment
Oh if only you weren't as nice...
I really want you by my side