Dreaming

It's Sunday, you're walking down 10th Street But with her, just how it was with me Listening to songs we would play I heard that she loves "Eat Sleep Wake" And I'm dreaming 'bout you screwing me Over now Started believing in what I would see I found out It's Monday, I ask you a question so mundane You glance her direction Leaving little thoughts up in the air I heard that she loves catching you stare And I'm dreaming 'bout you screwing me Over now Started believing in what I would see I found out Maybe it's my fault Was it my mind? I was too scared of the fall I just had my doubts (doubts, doubts) Now she gives you her all, the one that you call and I'm– And I'm dreaming 'bout you screwing me Over now Wasn't believing in what I would see I found out