Maybe my house was burning, maybe my world sits dead
Didn't notice you had vanished, I was busy rubbernecking
Breakdown looking back breaking up again, a second I better get used to
The circle in a heart is broken, and words so clear, words softly spoken
And I'd say your name, but every time
Ghost visions and sympathy, I'm still busy rubbernecking

Maybe my house was burning, maybe my world sits dead
Didn't notice you had vanished, I was busy rubbernecking
Smart eyes and hair like a ?, bright colors and a wild history
Jealousy it creeps through my veins, tell myself inside out and back again
Fake a smile 'cause it's gonna take a while
Grin and bear it every second, I'm still busy rubbernecking

Maybe my house was burning, maybe my world sits dead
Didn't notice you had vanished, I was busy rubbernecking
Maybe my house was burning, maybe my world sits dead
? I was busy rubbernecking
If you don't belong, then please don't be long
If you slip away, then I'll look forward to see you ?

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Writer(s): MILO CORDELL, PAUL EPWORTH, ROBBIE FURZE