4 acessos
Tell me a lie, the kind that makes our wounds heal
And warm us in the cold
We're sleeping in; I never want us to get up
You're an apology left unheard
Cut her up and put her in your scrapbook
You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way
Spread you wide open, spread you wide open
You are the skills that I lack, yea!
Tell me I'm sure, I wouldn't want to make this awkward
And yell out ex's names
You're dreaming of leaving
You're an apology left unheard
Kiss her soft and put her in your trophy case
You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way
Spread you wide open, spread you wide open
You are the skills that I lack
You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way
Spread you wide open, spread you wide open
You are the skills that I lack
You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way
Spread you wide open, spread you wide open
You are the skills that I lack
Yea!
Here we go!
Stop.