It's official, baby. Okay. There's somethings that I want to say. Don't know where to start. Thinking it'd be better if I just start with my heart. And how it broke in pieces when you walked away. But now you come back to me, like a boomerang. I run in circles, got my car in neutral. I get lost, in places I know. A winter catch-22. I keep getting nowhere, keep getting nowhere, nowhere with you. But you love that we're here again. You can play violins again. Getting inside my head again. Saying I'm not good enough. It's a vicious cycle. We peddle too well. One day we are lovers, the next day we're in hell. I run in circles, got my car in neutral. I get lost, in places I know. A winter catch-22. I keep getting nowhere, keep getting nowhere, nowhere with you. We've been running circles for a minute now. Carousel convos got me spinning out. Still I stick around, spitting venom when we fight. But it's all love when we simmer down. That's how it's always been throughout our history. Good with the bad, mixing joy with the misery. It's like I'm an addict to the toxicity. But you're here too baby, you must be as sick as me. Singing things differently, that's a major part of it. But yo this really doesn't need to be an argument. Can we at least take it to the parking lot? I'm not trying to make a scene up at the barn. But still you end up pulling me back in. It feels like a magnetic attraction, and I can't break free. Don't know if I want to, you say that you hate me. But still I just want you, yeah. Oh how I hate the things you say. But I love the way it feels when you're around. And you're no good for me, like I'm no good for you. But we're stuck inside this truth, what can we do? So I run in circles, dive my car in neutral. I get lost in places I know. Oh it's a casualty too. I keep getting nowhere. Keep getting nowhere. Nowhere with you. I keep getting nowhere. Keep getting nowhere. Nowhere with you.