You got it, you got it,
Some kind of magic.
Hypnotic, hypnotic,
You're leaving me breathless.
I hate this, I hate this,
You're not the one I believe in.
With God as my witness.
Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,
I'm saying something that I should have never thought.
Now when I caught myself, I had to stop myself,
From saying something that I should have never thought of you.
You're pushing and pulling me down to you.
But I don't know what I want.
No I don't know what I want.
Don't know what I want.
But I know it's not you.
Keep pushing and pulling me down,
But I know in my heart it's not you.
"I Caught Myself" by Paramore
