On friday i thought of brooklyn
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
The other half's stuck in the middle
I arrived at JFK at midnight and i drove to your place
And we talked until one
You said I looked tired I wasn't offended
I hadn't had a chance to think till I sat down
Maybe that's why I never stop moving
Try as I might no clue what I'm doing
Coulda just lied and said I was fine
But then i break down with both of us losing
Maybe I'm angry maybe I'm bitter
Man if you lose then I'm not a winner
I better write it down before I miss out on a route that could shake it all
On friday i thought of brooklyn
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
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On friday i thought of brooklyn
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
The other half's stuck in the middle
I arrived at JFK at midnight and i drove to your place
And we talked until one
You said I looked tired I wasn't offended
I hadn't had a chance to think till I sat down
Maybe that's why I never stop moving
Try as I might no clue what I'm doing
Coulda just lied and said I was fine
But then i break down with both of us losing
Maybe I'm angry maybe I'm bitter
Man if you lose then I'm not a winner
I better write it down before I miss out on a route that could shake it all
On friday i thought of brooklyn
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
The other half's stuck in the middle
I arrived at JFK at midnight and i drove to your place
And we talked until one
You said I looked tired I wasn't offended
I hadn't had a chance to think till I sat down
Maybe that's why I never stop moving
Try as I might no clue what I'm doing
Coulda just lied and said I was fine
But then i break down with both of us losing
Maybe I'm angry maybe I'm bitter
Man if you lose then I'm not a winner
I better write it down before I miss out on a route that could shake it all
On friday i thought of brooklyn
And i got jealous of some other version of me
Sitting on your front porch playing my guitar
And writing tablature for amelie
Maybe that's why I teared up a little
Spinning in class and circling riddles
Half of me's here and the other half's here nor there
The other half's stuck in the middle
Writer: Katie Simpson
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