I don't, I don't wanna fix you I just wanna touch you What if you could hold me Tell me that it's nothing You'll be here tomorrow acting like you love me Broad street you've been on a bender I was in the bathroom when you got arrested Your friends make me nauseous Say you didn't start it Think i used to want this down in my subconscious It's a cycle and I wanna break it But I let you back in again and again Cause nothing feels better than the palm of your hand I, I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight But you're sorry all the time I, I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight But you're sorry all the time Springtime screaming on the sidewalk Going through my phone like you're name is fucking sherlock You'll be here tomorrow Saying baby let me make it up to you It's a cycle and I wanna break it But I let you back in again and again Cause nothing feels better than the palm of your hand I, I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight But you're sorry all the time I, I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight But you're sorry all the time I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight I don't wanna fight