Lyrics
I took a walk outside
You were asleep with your head upon my pillow
I watched the fear leave your eyes
I felt a revolution starting as I tiptoed
And there's a method to my madness
I can't find the words, I don't speak your language
And it's my favorite habit
Lying to myself to forget what happened
'Cause maybe this time it's personal
You turn my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell
That maybe this time it's permanent
Your love, it cuts deep, but it hurts like hell
Was I so misunderstood?
You covered up my doubts and pushed away the silence
There was a time we were good
But all your growing insecurities defined us
And there's a method to my madness
I can't find the words, I don't speak your language
And it's my favorite habit
Lying to myself to forget what happened
'Cause maybe this time it's personal
You turn my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell
That maybe this time it's permanent
Your love, it cuts deep, but it hurts like hell
And I'll hold out strong
'Cause I don't want forever if forever is gone
And I'll hold out strong
'Cause somewhere in the middle is not where I belong
Oh, maybe this time it's personal
You turn my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell
That maybe this time it's permanent
Your love, it cuts deep, but it hurts like hell
(Maybe this time)
(Maybe this time it's personal)
(Maybe this time)
(Maybe this time it's personal)
(Maybe this time)
(Maybe this time it's personal)
(Maybe this time)
(Maybe this time it's personal)
WRITERS
Ben Taylor, Brian Thomas Higgins, Clara Louise McHugh, Florence Ellen Arnold, Grace Alicia Medford, Keir MacCulloch, Kyle Mackenzie, Owen James Parker
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
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