My intelligence Says you're not content In a foreign land I remember that You never came to the city You never came to the city What did you think I would do? Stay in and wait for you? Well I don't do that... I don't do that I'm in another place Now than I was a week ago It's been tiring on my mind And nothing's ever clearer than I might be mad I might be mad I might be mad You shouldn't come to the city You shouldn't come to my apartment Oh if only you weren't as nice... I really want you by my side