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

What makes think 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
I′d rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view
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-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm

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

What’s wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me (tell me)
I would rather feel everything than nothing every time (every time, every time)
Fear me, stranger (stranger)
A little bit of sugar (sugar), danger (danger)
I′d rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view (point of view)

Rather be swimming with you than drowning in a crowded room
I do, I do, I do, I do