Wasted time I confess
Suitcases and regrets
Expectations in my head
Twin beds and cigarettes
Calling one way telephones
Making midnight drives alone
To a place that's not my home
I'm moving on
I lost control
I'm moving on
I'm so exposed
I'm so exposed
Moving into the crowd
Her face is covered with a shroud
All these voices get so loud
I can't sleep without you around
Calling one way telephones
Making midnight drives alone
To a place that's not my home
I'm moving on
I lost control
I'm moving on
I'm so exposed
I'm so exposed
