Song lyrics downloaded from: https://www.albumsongandlyrics.com ------------------------------------------ Taking Back Sunday - Head club ------------------------------------------ Well its getting colder and youre getting distant and I just keep thinkin that I never meant it to be like this(to be like this) You know what comes next(so do I) You're begging for a way to gracefully bow out and say goodnight Its worse than you think On your way home you should have known you never listen to me I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie I can't say I blame you but I wish that I could I'm sick of writing every song about you Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving (Im sick of writing every song about you) Dont call my name out your window, Im leaving