Back To You

Wicked, front row ticket, sat there, think of you the whole time
Went to art museums just to see it's you on my mind
I love theatre, finding weirder pictures you would've liked
All these moments ruined, I'm not doing well but I lie

She's a real sweetheart I know
But it would kill her to know

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach
And I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
I love her but I want you

She makes breakfast then her bed
And drinks her coffee decaf
I do pilates now
Bet you'd love to see that
Guess I'm a twisted masochist
Wish I'd bump into you when
I'm at the markets, we'd say fuck this
Run into the sunset

She's a real sweetheart I know
But it would kill her to know

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach
And I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
I love her but I want you

If you called my number
Don't think I'd hang up
I crave, I want that rush
I'd rush right back to you
But if she asked me stay
I'd put my bags away
Fall at her feet and pray
I love her, she's my saving grace

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach
And I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to use