Lyrics
The heart wants what it wants
I’m stuck on her, it’s like I’m lost in my thoughts
She with somebody else, so I’m always feeling caught
In the middle of a riddle every night we talk
I’m not trying to break up a happy home
Foundations rocky, though I shake some stones
She keeps it on the low, but I think he knows
He can tell in her eyes when her feelings show
It’s a tug of war between what’s comfortable
And what she really wants
I know you’re guiltyI, know you’re guilty
I know you still need him
It’s a tug of war between what’s comfortable
And what she really wants
I know you’re guilty
I know you’re guilty
I know you still feel me
I know it’s wrong, but you make it hard to breathe
And I know, I know you couldn’t sleep
I know, I know you couldn’t sleep
It’s in the way you lay
And I would buy you roses
Mighty, mighty roses
But you, you would never get them
You would never get them, you would
It’s the irony in how we live
Something about how she walks in the room
Heart starts beating, gets hot like high noon
I really think I’m losing it, I lost my mind
Racing the clock, like I lost to time
Watching it all while I’m sitting on the side lines
Maybe in another life we’d be fine
But I don’t see the reason, the reason she won’t leave him
All this deceives me and I guess she needs him
I feel so jealous he gets to wake up to you
I know, I know you’re guilty
I know you’re guilty
I know, I know you still need him
I feel so jealous he gets to wake up to you
I know, I know you’re guilty
I know you’re guilty
I know, I know I feel it too
I know it’s wrong, but you make it hard to breathe
And I know, I know you couldn’t sleep
I know, I know you couldn’t sleep
It’s in the way you lay
And I would buy you roses
Mighty, mighty roses
But you, you would never get them
You would never get them, you would
It’s the irony in how we live
Mighty, mighty roses
Mighty, mighty roses
I know you’re guilty
I know you’re guilty
Oh, I know
I feel so jealous he gets to wake up to you
That’s gotta be so beautiful
I feel so jealous he gets to wake up to you
That’s gotta be so beautiful
It’s the irony in how we love