Wait, wait a second
Everybody's telling me all sorts of things
Wait, wait a second
How come love so sweet can turn so mean?
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Wait, I got caught in the wrong thing
We lost our heads which we said we'd never do
Wait, I'll find the answer
And I don't mean the kind that comes from outside
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Kate Bollinger - Connecting Dots Lyrics
Kate Bollinger - Connecting Dots Lyrics
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Wait, wait a second
Everybody's telling me all sorts of things
Wait, wait a second
How come love so sweet can turn so mean?
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Wait, I got caught in the wrong thing
We lost our heads which we said we'd never do
Wait, I'll find the answer
And I don't mean the kind that comes from outside
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Everybody's telling me all sorts of things
Wait, wait a second
How come love so sweet can turn so mean?
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Wait, I got caught in the wrong thing
We lost our heads which we said we'd never do
Wait, I'll find the answer
And I don't mean the kind that comes from outside
Wait, the more I know you
The more I hate you, I do
I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to
Do just what you do
I grew acquainted with not hearing myself
The commotion became my devotion
Writer: John Trainum, Kate Bollinger
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.