Hmm Oooh Something always brings me back to you When I try to be strong I've got so much pride, This shit's not good for me Then I try to leave Hmm Hmm Here I am again Racing to the door (cause) I've lost sight of what the hell we're fighting for But some magnetic shit keeps me where I stand (brings me back to you) Pulls me back to you Hmm (ha ha ha, ha ha ha) Hmm Hmm Hmm Maybe the reality's I've got no choice It's not like it's something to avoid Unpack my shit for the upteenth time & I'll stay another day