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 theater, 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, oh, whoa 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 in her bed, then 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, oh, whoa 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 you