Don't Worry Bout Me Songtext
Call off the search
I'm right where you left me
I know I've acted absurd
And sent you 'round circles and all
I bet it's true
That calling me is calling up Houdini
Like where is she?
Hop on a plane, I'm running
In Japan just going with it
Wrote you a haiku
I'm right where you left me
I know I've acted absurd
And sent you 'round circles and all
I bet it's true
That calling me is calling up Houdini
Like where is she?
Hop on a plane, I'm running
In Japan just going with it
Wrote you a haiku
Hope that he finds me in it
Getting off on the Ginza line
I'll try keep you in the loop this time (This time)
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
Say what, say what
Do I do but to keep the door open?
You don't know how it is you're breathing
Catching evеry feeling
Let yourself fall when you want Evеrybody dick riders
Everybody tongue-tied
When they see gold (You let 'em know)
So only you can know me
I want you to show up
Like a welcome omen
I want you
You ask if I'd stay
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts (Oh)
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
In some situations, I found that pride can be extremely isolating, bro
Like disconnecting from your people, not knowing how to admit your mistakes, accept help
Just be a bit vulnerable and see the person standing in front of you
Bro, that shit kills you
It kills relationships and it kills you, man
Getting off on the Ginza line
I'll try keep you in the loop this time (This time)
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
Say what, say what
Do I do but to keep the door open?
You don't know how it is you're breathing
Catching evеry feeling
Let yourself fall when you want Evеrybody dick riders
Everybody tongue-tied
When they see gold (You let 'em know)
So only you can know me
I want you to show up
Like a welcome omen
I want you
You ask if I'd stay
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts (Oh)
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
I might hit you up
I might disappear to dust
I might hit you up
I might let myself go nuts
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout, 'bout me
In some situations, I found that pride can be extremely isolating, bro
Like disconnecting from your people, not knowing how to admit your mistakes, accept help
Just be a bit vulnerable and see the person standing in front of you
Bro, that shit kills you
It kills relationships and it kills you, man
