Hampstead - instrumental

I left my heart at a pub in Hampstead

And I misplaced my mind in a good way

Threw away my reputation, but saved us more heartache

Yes, I know it seems fucked up, and you're right

But, quite frankly, you're still wrong about everything

So far off, your seat's nowhere near the table

But I find something sweet in your peculiar behavior

'Cause I think to be so dumb must be nice

I do, I do, I do, I do

What makes you think you're even invited?

The doors are closed with lights off inside, and all the while

There's no one home, you're still outside

I wonder why

What's wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me

I would rather feel everything than nothing every time, mm

Fear me, stranger, a little bit of sugar, danger

I'd rather be seen and alive than dying by your point of view

I do, I do, I do, I do

I don't remember too much of the last year

But I knew who I was when I got here

Guess I'm still the same, but only entirely different

And my lover's just some lines in some songs

Mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm, mm-hm

You think you've read the book I'm still writing

I can't imagine wanting so badly to be right

Guess I'm forever on your mind

I wonder why

What's wrong with a little bit of poison? Tell me

I would rather feel everything than nothing every time

(Every time, every time), mm

Fear me (fear me), stranger (stranger)

A little bit of sugar (sugar), danger (danger)

I'd rather be seen and alive than dying

By your point of view (point of view)

Rather be swimming with you than drowning in a crowded room

I do, I do, I do, I do