Running Errands (Yesterday)

Tell me, is there anything I could do or say
That would make you stop, make you stop?
'Cause I'd rather not have to find out
When you called me on the way to sit across from her
Yeah, I fell under, fell under
Now I'm, I'm gripping more than a pinch of salt

Still, there's no blame in this game
Love happens, it flows
There's no telling the wind to blow
So I gotta stay busy 'cause busy is sane
Busy keeps the pain away
So I gotta stay busy 'cause busy is sane
Busy keeps the change away
Busy keeps, busy keeps
Busy keeps the pain away
Busy keeps, busy keeps
Busy keeps the change away

There's no blame in this game
Love happens, it flows
There's no telling the wind to blow (Gotta keep the change, keep the change away)
There's no blame in this game
Love happens, it flows
There's no telling the wind to blow (Could you do it, could you do it today?)
There's no blame in this game
Love happens, it—
There's no telling the wind to blow

So now I'm running errands alone
But these domestic distractions won't hold
(It hurt more) It hurts more than I foretold
(I've entered) And now I've entered the desperate zone
(And here) Here, I work alone
(And no one) And no one can ever know
Not even you
I fear desperate's a turn-off to you
I fear desperate's a turn-off to you
That's why no one can ever know