Hampstead

I left my heart at a pub in Hampstead
And I misplaced my mind in a good way
Threw away my reputation, but saved us more heartache
Yes, I know it seems fucked up and you’re right, but quite frankly
You’re still wrong about everything
So far off, your seat’s nowhere near the table
But I find something sweet in your peculiar behavior
‘Cause I think to be so dumb must be nice
I do, I do, I do, I do

What makes you think you’re even invited?
The doors are closed with lights off inside
And all the while therе’s no one home
You’re still outsidе, I wonder why

What’s wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me
I would rather feel everything than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger
I’d rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view

I do, I do, I do, I do

I don’t remember too much of the last year
But I knew who I was when I got here
‘Cause I’m still the same but only entirely different
And my lover’s just some lines in some songs
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

You think you’ve read the book I’m still writing
I can’t imagine wanting so badly to be right
Guess I’m forever on your mind
I wonder why

What’s wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me
I would rather feel everything than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger
I’d rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view

Rather be swimming with you than drowning in a crowded room
I do, I do, I do, I do