This Is The Third Time This Week
That I Find Myself Wandering Down Your Street - And I Can't Seem To Give It Up.
I've Even Stopped Making These Excuses For Why You're Stuck Here In My Thoughts When It's Been Long Enough.
I Try To Keep Myself Moving, But I'm Not Going Anywhere..

I Wait In The Same Spot
Brain Like A Parking Lot
You're The Traffic In My Head
You're The Reason Why I'm Wrecked
I Pray For It To Stop
Like Rain On The Sidewalk
Traffic In My Head
You're The Traffic In My Head
There's Just Too Much To Forget

Guess I Should Be Happy Now
Everything Is Back To How It Was
Before You Came Around
I'm Already Changing
I've Even Tried To Find A New Distraction
But Still You Surround
As If It's Not Hard Enough

And I Try To Keep Myself Moving But I'm Not Going Anywhere

I Wait In The Same Spot
Brain Like A Parking Lot
You're The Traffic In My Head
You're The Reason Why I'm Wrecked
I Pray For It To Stop
Like Rain On The Sidewalk
Traffic In My Head
You're The Traffic In My Head
There's Just Too Much To Forget

A Part Of Me Thinks That I'm Going Crazy
The World's Spinning
My Vision Is Hazy
And None Of This Makes Any Sense
I Never Meant For This To End
I Can Do What I Have To Do..
If I Could Only Get Around You