Lyrics

You don't know, but I've been dreaming of you
Every now and then, on a weekend
Its not even, that I miss you that much
It's a play of the brain though, its nostalgia
Back to my mess
Loneliness
I must confess, I like it here
I'm wallowing in self-pity oh yeah
You see me wallowing
I know I could call you, but it seems like a lot
What if you don't answer?
Do you wanna hear from me or not?
What would I say? I guess that's price to pay
I wanted my freedom; I didn't realise that id need him
Back to my nest
Loneliness
I must confess, I like it here
I'm wallowing in self-pity oh
I'm on my own
All alone
But it's what I want
It's what I want
And I go, back to my Best
Loneliness
And I must confess
I like it here
I'm wallowing in self-pity yeah

Writer(s): Heather Faulkner, Pablo Leonardo

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