Busted

Matchbox20, Yourself or Someone Like You
Listen

 


I forget when words were only words
She knows the party makes me nervous
In this stage we can't get hurt
Don't try to understand me

We're too cool to be alone
But not too crazy to get busted

Well, I found out one life just ain't enough
I need another soul to feed on
I'm the flame I can't get burnt
I'm wholly understated

And I found solace in this place
An on and off again attraction
And I need such amazing grace
Heaven sweep me away

Well, Love don't change

Don't come around here
Don't wear my heart on your sleeve
Like a high school letter

 
Don't strain, ‘cause nothing ever comes from it
And the people we've become
Well, they've never been the people who we are

Well, I strapped on one horse and prayed for luck
I dug another hole to bleed
I know exactly how this works
I need a new feel dirty

I don't need you crowding up my space
Well, I just want to get inside you

Inside…
You can't believe the heart you save
Giving something away

Well, Love don't change

Don't come around here
Don't wear my heart on your sleeve
Like a high school letter


Don't strain, ‘cause nothing ever comes from it
And the people we've become

Well, they've never been the people who we are

 

Don’t change, don’t come around here

Don’t take something more for something better

Well, don’t strain ‘cause nothing ever comes from it

And the people we’ve become

They’ve never been the people who we are

Who we are, yeah

Well, I dreamed that the world was crumbling down
We sat on my back porch and watched it
I dreamed that the buildings all fell down
We sat on my back porch and watched it

Yeah, well I dreamed that the world was crumbling down

We sat on my back porch and watched it
In my head I heard the sound
Like fifteen strangers dancing

But oh how I want you to know me
Oh how I want you to know me
And oh how I wish I was somebody else, baby
Oh how I wish you could own, own me

Well, Love don't change

Don't come around here
Don't wear my heart on your sleeve
Like a high school letter


Don't strain, ‘cause nothing ever comes from it
And the people we've become
Well, they've never been the people who we are

 

Don’t change, don’t come around here

Don’t wear my heart on your sleeve

Like a high school letter

 

Don’t strain, nothing ever comes from it

And the people we’ve become,

Well, they’ve never been the people who we are

Who we are, who we are

Yeah

 



 

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