Pardon me for my lack of excitement But I'm not entirely thrilled Stutter when I talk Flail around as I walk Yeah the moments been killed
And I'm not good at this no, not all I'm not good at this
I'm a wreck and I know it And I tend to show it every chance that I get Butterflies in the skies, they just fly on by Yeah they're making me sick They don't flutter about, I'd do without All they do is kick
Mean it truly Sincere heart Why do you do this to me ? Tear me apart
It's my fault and I know it And I tend to blow it, no thanks to you It's like you sit and you watch me You poke and you taunt me, it's all that you do And I'm not fighting that no, not at all Just want to be something, a name you call The lips you taste just to fall, madly in love
Mean it truly Sincere heart Why do you do this to me ? Tear me apart
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