The Reporter by The World Is Not Round Lyrics

I'm confessing to this mess i've made
To the ends of my grave
'cause even if we buckle up we got a rough road to take
You can keep the money and the change
'cause i know you're playing safe
Can we fix this later, baby?
'cause i wanna see you today

'cause everyday i wake up late
Staring at blank walls
Trying to think of another sight
And then i might think of you again
Think of you again

You got this heart on house arrest
Should you take the blame?
'cause i was yours and you're not mine
Would you hold me confined?
'cause even though you would now show
I will still find a way to go
To read the things that's on your mind
Oh baby you would kill so kind
If you're not sure then we can go
Stop at the nearest sign
You're afraid of the publicity and all the flashing lights
If you're not sure then we can go
Go our separate ways
I'm sure it's for nothing
Well, i don't feel nothing at all