Magazine Bay

Magazine Bay - Yumi Zouma

I'm gonna stay here

'Cause there's nothing else to do

I'm on a winner loving you

And when you find me on

The backstreets on the way up

Pull me closer to the graces of the day

I know what you did to me

Baby we can hurry we can try to see

We can take it back make it all repeat

We don't have to worry now worry now

So you can tell me

I'm not the friend you wanted but you

You've got to play the part that I knew

I think you need to walk in my shoes

Know what I do

Help me I'm trying

It's okay that you're mad

We can do it like that

I get so helpless

I know I've been sad

But you never come back yeah

Trading on the taste of you

It's not like I ever try

To think things through

We can bring it under

If you need to prove

Maybe I'm in trouble now

Trouble now

So you can tell me

It's not the side you're on but we know

You got to give it up now go slow

I think you pushed the limit too low

I guess I'll go I'll go

Help me

Since you've been so unaware

I'm trying

I changed my mind and cut my hair

It's okay that you're mad

We can do it like that maybe

I get

I don't want another lately

So helpless

Waiting for you made me crazy

I know I've been sad

But you never come back yeah

I'm gonna stay here

'Cause there's nothing else to do

I'm on a winner loving you

And when you find me

On the backstreets on the way up

Pull me closer to the graces of the day

Trading on the taste

I'm gonna stay here

'Cause there's nothing else to do

It's not like I ever try

I'm on a winner loving you

We can bring it under

And when you find me

On the backstreets on the way up

Maybe I'm in trouble

Closer to the graces of the day

Help me

Since you've been so unaware

I'm trying

I changed my mind and cut my hair

It's okay that you're mad

Do it like that maybe

I get I don't want another lately

So helpless

Waiting for you made me crazy

I know I've been sad

But you never come back yeah

You take your blessings

From the secrets of the past

Forget your lovers when you do

And when we find you

In the backseat of the Skyline

In the suburbs with

Your brothers by The Brae