I feel like running
Running away
Into the arms of a world
A world that is made
Of the what could have been
Where I would leave
Nothing to wonder

They say I should wait it out
But I don’t wanna wait
Fucking retrograde
No doubt
Is toying with my brain

My car has been
At the mechanic
For 3 weeks and counting
All of this time
I’ve been walking, wondering
How all of a sudden
We’re so different
And this new neighborhood
Feels more like a home
Than I thought that it would
Even without you
Life is less of a blur
I’m navigating
Though my heart aches
They say I should wait it out
But I don’t wanna wait
Fucking retrograde
No doubt
Is toying with my brain
Wait it out
But I don’t wanna wait
Fucking retrograde
No doubt
Is toying with my brain

Threw me to the past
I’m reeling
Stuck on you
No rhyme, no reason
Scrolling back
Through all the seasons
Truth be told
Can’t shake this feeling

They say I should wait it out
But I don’t wanna wait
Fucking retrograde
No doubt
Is toying with my brain