We say these words over and over again times ten.
Don't let it go to your head.
You're like a knife in a gunfight:
foolish, with nowhere to aim.
Third time, you let me down slowly.
I know that you're feeling lonely.
This time, you should be happy,
because I'm the one you can blame.

Don't take this wrong, don't take this at all.
Don't take this wrong.

Here we go, you can't hear me,
even though you're screaming at me
on the top of your lungs.
Tell me how
you could wake in your room with him,
and I'm alone
and I'm wondering what to do.

So pack your bags for the long walk home
... please don't go, I swear I didn't mean it.
For all of those keeping score at home
... and I never.
(I'll never let you know.)

And I never meant to say those things to you,
but I did what I had to.
You know it's what I had to.

Whoever knew that everything was going to go my way?
(I did...)

So pack your bags for the long walk home
... please don't go, I swear I didn't mean it.
For all of those keeping score at home
... and I never.
(I'll never let you know. I know you know.)

Whoever knew that everything was going to go my way?


Lyrics submitted by staticfails

For Those Keeping Score at Home song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain