What Were We Thinking
Tried to turn it off
But it's hard to see
Through this emptiness
Slowly breaking me
Maybe hurt me just a little less
Then I can start to breathe
But still your heart is out of reach
What were we thinking
And what will we do now
Right now
Right now
Right now
Ooh ooh
The sun hasn't shined today at all
A funny thing you haven't called
Tell me why
Or should I be asking?
How would I respond to it all
Times were good
I wish you were around more
I could feel you at my door
But it's not you
It's someone else
What can I do
Ooh, what did we do
What were we thinking, baby
What were we thinkin'
And what will we do now
Oh, Right now
Right now
And tell me you've made up your mind (i'm not gonna cry)
It wouldn't be the first time
See i deserved it
It's myy own heart that hurts me
I'ma prime myself the fool
'Cause i fell in love with you
What were we thinkin'
What were we thinking
Oooh, What will we do now
Uh huh, Right now
Right now
Right now
Tried to turn it off
But it's hard to see
Through this emptiness
Slowly breaking me
Maybe hurt me just a little less
Then I can start to breathe
But still Your heart is out of reach
What were we thinking
Oooh, What can we do now
Oh Uh huh, Right now
Right now
Tried to turn it off
But it's hard to see
Through this emptiness
Slowly breaking me
Maybe hurt me just a little less
Then I can start to breathe
But still Your heart is out of reach
I should have known
It was right in front of me
Screaming girl just walk away
See it can't ever be
We carried on makin' our mistakes
Thinkin' love was free
Well now you've taken part of mee
What were we thinkin'
Oh, what will we do now
Right now
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