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The lines across your face are drawn with hate |
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Cause i'm drawn to someone else |
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(looks like you could use a little sleep) |
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I had some i didn't mention |
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You caught me coming late (framed by the door) |
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Onto a floor that's freshly waxed |
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And hides my tracks and raises |
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Some important questions |
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I ask you to be nice - it has no effect |
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And i suspect that you suspect |
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But didn't i say feelings are the last things to make themselves felt? |
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Don't make me explain myself - you don't need to know |
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What's going on in my big head right now |
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It could appear that i should have a statement prepared, but |
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Don't make me open my big mouth |
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The words come quickly i feel sick |
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I use that for an excuse to exit |
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Looks like you don't buy it |
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And i'm trying your patience |
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But what i leave unsaid sticks in my head |
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The guilt puts me in a spotlight |
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Looks like i might reveal |
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You're not my sole engagement |
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I ask you to shut up - it's as i didn't |
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Know myself i wish you didn't |
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Know that i can't turn back, but i didn't plan to tell you that |
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Don't make me explain myself - you don't need to know |
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What's going on in my big head right now |
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It could appear that i could want to defend me, but |
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Don't make me open my big mouth |
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You tell me to get out - i can't get out of it |
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And i wish that we both could split |
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But splitting doesn't mean the end of the backlash that i couldn't defend |
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Don't make me explain myself - you wouldn't like what you find |
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Inside my, inside my big head |
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It could appear that i would want to reassure your doubts |
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Don't make me open my big mouth |
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Don't make me, don't make me, |
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Don't make me, don't make me, |
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Don't make me open my big mouth |
