I've gotta stop Making you stay I've gotta know You'd never say Those words are meant Not to be thrown God hears you say You put me on But when you're weakened in my arms Shining You look so strange From someone's window You've got that ray Like Palm Shore ray But something's wrong I'm sure you know You seem to say You'll never go But when you're weary in my arms Shining I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I've gotta stop Making you stay I've gotta know You'll never say I've got that thought To pass the time God hears you say That would be fine But when I'm weary in your arms Shining