Letras
Along with all the things that you would have to ask
Along with all the things that you'd have to ask about
And meet me with a no it's fine
It's just that I'm tired
No it's fine
It's just that I'm tired
Which I was but in the way that means
I was seeping out into a void that I would feed with cries for help
That were so faint and were so weak and almost whispers
You could want her to come in but not enough to let her know
You would want her to come in but not enough to let her know
Not enough to let her know
Not enough to let her know
Not enough to let her
No! not enough to let her
She's a painted girl
In a small sputnik
You could try all you want
But she's a shy sweetheart
Romanticizing shyness
Will make you try too hard
Will make you try too hard