It's everything that I seem to ignore The cla**room that I treated as a bore The pocketbook I see I never saw The hearts are still and I'm never caught The bed I woke up in, that's not my own The make-up I applied two days ago The night I lost my phone on the way home The taxi came, I don't know where I'm going Oh, I can't help it baby And still I try to throw you into my own hurricane It's like you spot me trying from a thousand miles away I looked down on your soul, deep down I know that we're the same It's stupid thinking that you would want to go play my game Tell me what's wrong No I can't tell you what's wrong I can't tell you what's wrong I can't tell you what's wrong I can't tell you, baby