Back To You Wynter Gordon

I can be so vain so cold sometimes

It's true I'm such a fool

You don't know that when I laying bed I touch myself to you

All the greatly thoughts my mind designed to cut the loneliness

When I pushed away my one true chance to live in happiness

It always comes back to you

It always comes back to you

I'm painted star and rest my hand to put my trust in us

I'm a fabulous ain't never loving a tacit wanderer

I can walk all day and smile and say that this here is success

But it don't mean sh*t unless you're here and deny I'm a mess

They took you for granted I spit in your face

And now let your shadow be in with love and throw it away

Now I miss your heartbeat and I miss your face

And I miss your story following me I'm caught in your space

Always comes back to you

Always comes back to you

Always comes back to you

Always comes back to you

Always comes back to you

Always comes back to you