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Tell me what you're thinking
Girl, I gotta tell you something
Something I kept inside
For a while, but you're not my girl
Despite our close, we've gone
Am I too scared to try
Or are you just not my style?
I was only like 17
She had the sweetest eyes that I ever seen
Should've seen her, see what I thought, she took a liking to me
Used to front and play and pass her, before her I was a fiend
We only friends in reality, she my wife in my dreams
She wouldn't never get mad at me back when I used to tease
Flirting so casually, she was shy, barely speaks
Any chance to share what I really felt inside, I would freeze
Guess I got the memo, I was deep in the friend zone
Thought we had something special, it was all in my head though
Don't wanna be homies, why should I still pretend for?
It's getting old, I had to let it go, 10-4
Never know if we'd work out, now it's just memories
See at least we didn't end up as enemies
The feelings come and then go, I'd rather protect those
So I swore I'd never let no one else get the best of me
Girl, I gotta tell you something
Something I kept inside
For a while, but you're not my girl
Despite our close, we've gone
Am I too scared to try
Or are you just not my style?
She's coming over for the night, I just cleaned
Light a candle, and dim the lights, she know what I wanna see
We got it down to a science, so every Friday we meet
I dig inside Pandora's box, searching for my inner peace
I work the middle as long as she rock the boat when it's flooding
No fronting, she gives me company right when I need
The feeling of euphoria, I think I'm noticing something
It's more than just fucking, we locking eyes, I'm in deep
We run it back until we can't run anymore, then we cuddle
It's like 4 in the morning, I think it's time for some sleep
I take a walk to the bathroom, and throw away the rubber
When I return she ask me, "Gorey, do you like this routine?"
Now I'm getting a hint that for her it's a compromise
She wanna see me on Mondays when she off at 5
With flowers in hand, maybe dad and some bottled wine
I'm sure one day I'll fall in love with someone, just not this time
Girl, I gotta tell you something
Something I kept inside
For a while, but you're not my girl
Despite our close, we've gone
Am I too scared to try
Or are you just not my style?