Back To You – Wynter Gordon

I can be so vain, so cold sometimes, it’s true I’m such a fool,
You don’t know that when I lie in bed I touch myself to you,
All the creepy thoughts my mind designed to cope with loneliness
When I pushed away my one true chance to live in happiness

It always comes back to you
It always comes back to you

I’m afraid to stop and rest my head and put my trust in us
I’m a fabulous example of an exhausted wanderer
I can walk all day and smile and say that this here is success
But it don’t mean shit unless you’re here and you’re not, and I’m a mess

I took you for granted, I spit in your face
And I let you shower me with love then threw it away
Now I miss your heartbeat and I miss your face
And I miss just lying there with you, a part of your space

Always comes back to you,
Always comes back to you
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