The truth is hiding in your eyes, and it's hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood, but you think that i can't see. What kind of man that you are? If your man at all, I will figure this one out. On my own... Screaming i love you so, my thoughts you can't decode.
How did we get here? When I used to know you so well, how did we get here? I think I know how.
Do you see? what we've done, were gonna make such fools, of ourselves, do you see? what we've done, were gonna make such fools, of ourselves ...
How did we get here? When I used to know you so well, how did we get here? well I think i know how. There is something I see in you, it might kill me, but I want it to be true.