Miscommunication - Delta Goodrem
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Miscommunication Lyrics
Ooh, you rubbed me up the wrong way
Ooh, it was something that you didn't say
Gotta get it back, gotta get it back, gotta get it back
Or we might just regret itWe seem to have a knack for miscommunication
It stabbed us in the back this time
Is this the end of the line
'Cause that'd be a crimeNow I sit under an angry cloud, what got hold of me
There's a voice that sounds too loud, it bangs on endlessly
Wanna live in another world with no frustrations
And miscommunicationOoh, why'd we have to try hard
Ooh, you got under my radar
Wanna be detached, wanna be detached, wanna be detached
So I can just forget itWe seem to have a knack for miscommunication
It stabbed us in the back this time
Is this the end of the line
'Cause that'd be a crimeNow I sit under an angry cloud, what got hold of me
There's a voice that sounds too loud, it bangs on endlessly
Wanna live in another world with no frustrations
And miscommunicationWhen we are transatlantic
He knows it drives me frantic
So I ask myself what's the future
Why get a new computerOoh, it was something that you didn't say?