Besedila: Plain White T's. Losing Myself.

Stuck in a moment at ten past nine
Don't know if she's showing
I wish, she would tell me what was on her mind
I can't stand not knowing

Why am I here?

She used to say, I was the love of her life
Lately, she ain't showing
I used to say, "She's gonna make a good wife"
Where is this thing going?

Why am I here? Why am I here?

(Every word)
Every word I write, I can't help losing myself
(With every kiss)
Every kiss goodnight, I can't help losing myself
I can't help losing myself in you

Stuck in a moment that was 10:09
No way she is showing
These games that she plays
Aren't even worth my time
Where is this thing going?

Why am I here?
Why am I here?

(With every word)
Every word I write, I can't help losing myself
(With every kiss)
Every kiss goodnight, I can't help losing myself in you

Well, you don't wanna let me go
But you can't have it both ways, no
What can I do?

'Cause I can't help falling
And I can't stop calling you
What can I do?

(With every word)
Every word I write, I can't help losing myself
(With every kiss)
Every kiss goodnight, I can't help losing myself

(Every time)
Every time we fight, I can't do anything right
(When we say)
When we say goodbye, I can't help losing myself
I can't help losing myself in you