Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tiptoe Through the True Bits, artist - Los Campesinos!. Date of issue: 03.06.2021
Song language: English
Tiptoe Through the True Bits |
| You asked if you could see me, before I went to Spain |
| You didn’t give a reason, didn’t know what you would say |
| But I was hoping that my breath on your face, |
| Would blow every last thing into place |
| The bed-spread decked in suns and moons and symbols of the star-signs, |
| How you read how mine applied to how I would be sex-wise |
| And in my arms you disappeared and I seemed twice the size, |
| Slept and woke with lips together, sleeping felt like lies |
| Girl, I helped you with your demons, but your ghosts are now haunting me too |
| That French bitch, an ex-boyfriend threatening to tie his neck to the roof |
| But if we tiptoe through the true bits |
| We might make it to the other side |
| What doesn’t kill you, leaves you wounded |
| But I will nurse you better alright |
| I’ve been waking on your side of the bed |
| As the sun’s been rising in the west |
| If your skin feels softer, I’ve no argument to make, |
| The weight of such apologies caused stronger men to ache |
| If his kisses draw the bad out, I can’t have a complaint |
| As they hit your tongue like sedatives while I lay wide awake |
| You can feel a tremor in a single word, it rattles down your spinal chord |
| And you can catch a raincloud in an hourglass, but it will turn into a storm |
| Knee deep in flowers we’ll stray, |
| You keep the showers away |