"Outta My Head" lyrics

"Outta My Head"

I've been loving too much
I've been dreaming too hard
Trying make a home out of your stone heart
I've been building you up
But you tear me apart
You just break me down & then you call it art

But you can still call me
Why don't you call me
Oh shit I'm doing it again

You're like a shotgun
I thought I could out run
I thought I could dodge that bullet
Now I just want you outta my head
I'm sitting with some heartbreak
Sipping on this bad taste baby
Now I just want you outta my head

I've been trying to stop
But I know what you'll say
You get reckless with your words
And convince me to stick around and run around
Then you always knock me down
You pick me up and save me
Then you call me crazy

But you can still call me
Why don't you call me
Oh shit I'm calling you again

You're like a shotgun
I thought I could out run
I thought I could dodge that bullet
Now I just want you outta my head
I'm sitting with some heartbreak
Sipping on this bad taste baby
Now I just want you outta my head

Outta my head
Outta my head
I just want you outta my head
Outta my head
Outta my head
I just want you outta my head


Writer(s): Julian Dimagiba, Steve Patrick, Andy Tongren, Maximiliano Iantorno, Robbie Hiser
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