Hampstead

I left my heart at a pub in Hampstead
And I misplaced my mind in a good way
Threw away my reputation but saved us more heartache
Yes, I know it seems fucked up
And you’re right but quite frankly
You’re still wrong about everything
So far off, your seat’s nowhere near the table
But I find something sweet in your peculiar behavior
‘Cause I think to be so dumb must be nice

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

What makes you you’re even invited
The doors are closed with lights off inside
And all the while there’s no one home
You’re still outside, I wonder why

What’s wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me
I would rather feel everything than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger
Rather be seen and aliver rather than dying by your point of view

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

I don’t remember too much of the last year
But I knew who I was when I got here
‘Cause I’m still the same but only entirely different
And my lover’s just some lines in some songs

Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

You think you’ve read the book I’m still writing
I can’t imagine so badly wanting to be right
Guess I’m forever on your mind
I wonder why

What’s wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me
I would rather feel everything than nothing every time
Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger
Rather be seen and aliver rather than dying by your point of view
Rather be swimming with you than drowning in a crowded room

I do, I do, I do, I do, I do