If I show up Is that enough I fucked up I know it's all my fault Wreck my plans Waste my time Watch me lose my mind and lose it all Oh my god Even though I meant the things I said I bet I'd do it again and again and again And I'd f*ck with your head In the end You'd regret That you let me back in To your space What a shame It's just what happens It's automatic Coffees cold No one's home Now I'm all alone and I'm so bored There's nothing like the back and forth of push and pull that leaves you wanting more Can't ignore it I don't want to try to be your friend I wanna do it again, and again and again I'll be stuck in your head In the end You'd regret The first day that we met At your place What a shame This always happens It's automatic Automatic It's automatic It's automatic It's automatic hmm