Deja Vu

Just when I think we're through, you take me to your apartment

Telling me that you think that it's fate, freaking out cause you think that it's fake

Three weeks since I left you have me meet your new boyfriend

Telling you that I think that he's nice

But he's been kind of drunk pretty much the whole time

When you feel lonely, you think that I'll come through

But when I'm in your room, I get Deja Vu

It's making me feel uneasy, and it's nothing that you do

But when I look at you, I get Deja Vu

Pick up the words that you couldn't utter