Taking Back Sunday Lyrics

10. Head Club

Well it's getting colder 
and you're getting distant 
and I just keep thinking 
that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this) 
You know what comes next (so do I) 
You’re begging for a way to gracefully bow out 
and say goodnight 

It's worse than you think 
On your way home 
you should have known 
you never listen to me 
I’m only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie 
I’m only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie 

I can’t say I blame you 
but I wish that I could 
I’m sick of writing every song about you 

Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving [x16]
(I'm sick of writing every song, 
I'm sick of writing every song about you 
Should have known on your way home)

Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving

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