Promantic - Pancake Batter Lyrics

I take what's mine
I say my mind
It's not in your control
It is out of control
I'm over crying over spilled wine
So I'll sell my poor soul
And I'll dig my own hole

I can't miss you, but I do
And you'll never have a clue
Of anything that I've been through
And that's a big f*cking issue
You feel lonely
As you should
Maybe that'll do some good
Keep on knocking, but I won't let you in

You could've told me anything
All we ever did was laugh
Now if I hear my phone ring
I'ma have to call you back

I take what's mine
I say my mind
It's not in your control
It is out of control
I'm over crying over spilled wine
So I'll sell my poor soul
And I'll dig my own hole

I thought that I was never gonna see the day
'Til I saw that you were wrong for me in every way
Now move on; I got my own
I'm coming down
And get high up on the roof
'Til I fall down

You could've told me anything
All we ever did was laugh
Now if I hear my phone ring
I'ma have to call you back

I take what's mine
I say my mind
It's not in your control
It is out of control
I'm over crying over spilled wine
So I'll sell my poor soul
And I'll dig my own hole