There's venom on your tongue
Silver linings, sugarcoating, ultimatums
And I swore I won't regret you
Fingers crossed, when you are at a loss
You will a***yze your life story
Take it back while you're standing there
These frozen words stuck in mid air
In your tracks I'll stop you still
'Cause I've still have got this love to give
It's the perfect confusion
It's the realist illusion
It's the idea that I will feel brand new again
and In a crowd of a million
she's the smell of familiar
She's the hand that reaches back and pulls me over
And I am, dooh
Your obvious distaste,
Overshadows, understanding
your hands on your waist,
And I swore I won't forget you
I close my eyes, when I count to ten,
It was you again, I said who was I kidding
Take it back while you're standing there,
These frozen words stuck in mid air,
in your tracks I will stop you still,
'Cause I still have got this love to give,
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
It's the idea that I will feel brand new again,
and In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
She's the hand that reaches back and pulls me over,
And I am, dooh,
Take it back while you're standing there,
These frozen words I catch in mid air,
And if you've got this love to give,
I can use your second wind,
And I know you will do better
I know you won't settle
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
It's the idea that I can feel brand new again,
In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
she's the hand that reaches back to pull me over,
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
You're the idea oh you're the idea,
In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
She's the hand that reaches back, reaches back, whoa!
and I am
and I am
and I am
and I am over
Silver linings, sugarcoating, ultimatums
And I swore I won't regret you
Fingers crossed, when you are at a loss
You will a***yze your life story
Take it back while you're standing there
These frozen words stuck in mid air
In your tracks I'll stop you still
'Cause I've still have got this love to give
It's the perfect confusion
It's the realist illusion
It's the idea that I will feel brand new again
and In a crowd of a million
she's the smell of familiar
She's the hand that reaches back and pulls me over
And I am, dooh
Your obvious distaste,
Overshadows, understanding
your hands on your waist,
And I swore I won't forget you
I close my eyes, when I count to ten,
It was you again, I said who was I kidding
Take it back while you're standing there,
These frozen words stuck in mid air,
in your tracks I will stop you still,
'Cause I still have got this love to give,
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
It's the idea that I will feel brand new again,
and In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
She's the hand that reaches back and pulls me over,
And I am, dooh,
Take it back while you're standing there,
These frozen words I catch in mid air,
And if you've got this love to give,
I can use your second wind,
And I know you will do better
I know you won't settle
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
It's the idea that I can feel brand new again,
In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
she's the hand that reaches back to pull me over,
It's the perfect confusion it's the realist illusion,
You're the idea oh you're the idea,
In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar,
She's the hand that reaches back, reaches back, whoa!
and I am
and I am
and I am
and I am over