I feel like running Running away Into the arms of a world A world that is made Of the what could have been Where I would leave Nothing to wonder They say I should wait it out But I don't wanna wait Fucking retrograde No doubt Is toying with my brain My car has been At the mechanic For 3 weeks and counting All of this time I've been walking, wondering How all of a sudden We're so different And this new neighborhood Feels more like a home Than I thought that it would Even without you Life is less of a blur I'm navigating Though my heart aches They say I should wait it out But I don't wanna wait Fucking retrograde No doubt Is toying with my brain Wait it out But I don't wanna wait Fucking retrograde No doubt Is toying with my brain Threw me to the past I'm reeling Stuck on you No rhyme, no reason Scrolling back Through all the seasons Truth be told Can't shake this feeling They say I should wait it out But I don't wanna wait Fucking retrograde No doubt Is toying with my brain