Talkin Bout

She said that this was infinite
I swore it was a drug
I think that we confusing the lust with love
Baby its your kind words leading me astray
And the fact that when I'm not around you can't behave
I try to see the good side cover up the bad
The issue ain't with me, man, I swear it's with your dad
And I ain't got no time for fixing his mistakes
I know you got your walls up but show me how they break
Then we can do it now

Why don't you tell me what your talking 'bout
You got me spinning 'round
Why don't you tell me what your talking 'bout
You got me spinning
'Round and around and around and around
Where it stops we'll never know

My brain is a blender, babe
My heart is in a hole
My feelings, off the chart and I'm about to explode
Your telling me this one thing, then changing up the lie
Begging me to come back but I don't wanna try
Wasted all this time believing all you spoke
Now I'm sittin' here with all the pieces that you broke
I don't have the hope, I used to have in the past
Tell B.O.B. our airplanes just crashed and you can sing about it

You said that this was infinite
I swore it was a drug
I think that we are confusing the lust with the love