Eight in the morning you awake me
You've tried all night to reach me
You turned off your phone, that's not like you
One look tells me it won't be simple
See it when your forehead wrinkles
Something I already knew
This time you'll choose the double you
It won't be true, but it'll do
Said it feels like I'll turn into my dad
With all the thoughts I thought I had
I turned away and watched them leave
I was blind while you were seeing
Holding on while you were yielding
Defecting what I still believed
This time you'll choose the double you
It won't be true, but it'll do