Past the place where we first met Keep on moving to my new regret
"Keep on walking," that's what you said.
How can we love when I'm feeling half dead
Working it out, keeping myself straight
Shutting my mouth if that's what it takes
Waking up to the truth a little too late I guess that's always gonna be my toxic trait
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bahaha
Maybe I tried just a little too hard Maybe I just need to play the right card
Maybe I just need a brand new start
A new set of brains and a brand new heart
Baby I knew right from the start
Baby my mistakes are a work of art
Maybe I know just what to do
I lost the plot and I lost you too