Adam (Pacing in the Park) Lyrics by Sorcha Richardson
Pacing in the park
Adam’s got a question for me
He’s tryna twist my arm
It happened fast
Blue keeps burning blue
And I know
It won’t last
Your head above the stars
Man, you don’t know what you’re doing
I can’t dance to songs like this
I hate to let you down
Yeah, the night’s already ruined
Let him try to steal a kiss
The telephone
The white lines in the swimming pool
And you just kick alone
Your jet black widows peak
Who d’you have to kill for that one, Adam?
Was it me?
Your head above the stars
Man, you don’t know what you’re doing
I can’t dance to songs like these
Adam, I don’t think
We’re going for that drink
Tell him not to cut the keys
