Back To You

Wicked front-row ticket, sat there think of you the whole time
Went to art museums, just to see it's you on my mind
I love theater, finding weirder pictures you would've liked
All these moments ruined, I'm not doing well, but I lie

She's a real sweetheart, I know, oh, whoa
But it would kill her to know

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach, and I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you (I know I'd go back to)
You, I love her, but I want you

She makes breakfast in her bed, then drinks her coffee decaf
I do pilates now, bet you'd love to see that
Guess I'm a twisted masochist, wish I'd bump into you, when
I'm at the markets, we'd say "fuck this," run into the sunset

She's a real sweetheart, I know, oh, whoa
But it would kill her to know

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach, and I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you (I know I'd go back to)
You, I love her, but I want you

If you called my number, don't think I'd hang up
I crave, I want that rush, I'd rush right back to you
But if she asked me stay, I'd put my bags away
Fall at her feet and pray, I love her, she's my saving grace

That I'm in your fingers every time that I'm with her
That I'm in, in your reach, and I keep pulling on my leash
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you (I know I'd go back to)
She's a good girl, good at love and good for me too (good for me too)
But I know I'd go back to you