Close call, close call but dodged the words that you threw at me
Almost fell for it cause I want you so desperately
Do you remember how easy things used to be
When we could have fun so f*cking effortlessly
So predictable
So predictable
(Whoa)
Staring at the ceiling
(Whoa)
Trying to get back those feelings
Every time that I open up to you
Staring at the ceiling
Trying to get back those feelings
(Whoa) Trying to get back those feelings
Stressed out and down I'm ready cause it seems you never miss
I got out right in time before falling into the abyss
You had me contemplating all up in the air
I guess I'm trying to get back something that was never there
So predictable
So predictable
(Whoa)
Staring at the ceiling
(Whoa)
Trying to get back those feelings
Every time that I open up to you
Staring at the ceiling
Trying to get back those feelings
(Whoa)
(Whoa)
(Whoa)
(Whoa)
Wanted this for so long
Such a shame how things went wrong
And I'm still hanging on
To the words already gone
But I'm still hoping for
Just a little bit more
(Whoa)
Staring at the ceiling
(Whoa)
Trying to get back those feelings
Every time that I open up to you
Staring at the ceiling
Trying to get back those feelings
(Feelings)
(Feelings)
(Feelings)
(Feelings)