Hysterical
I'm at your beck and call
You only ask
For me when I leave
Fond of times
We compromised
Things that are real
I'm still lusting over you
I, I, I
I'm too tired to wait
I, I, I
I'm tired again
Foreign times
Foreign flights
Fly across to see
How you'd react to me
I know you heard
You stopped to look
Turn around
I'm still lusting over you
I, I, I
I'm too tired to wait
I, I, I
I'm tired again
I, I, I
I've tried your way
I, I, I
I'm tired again