| Don’t leave yet
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| it’s still early and I haven’t even said a word
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| and I’m hoping that I might upset you by saying what I want to
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| 'cause it’s not like you don’t know I’ve fallen for you
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| but it’s in my head and that’s where you can’t see it and I thought that maybe if I had to bite the tips of my fingers I could
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| stumble over words
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| and tell you just how far before I hit the ground
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| and I’m the type to think of all the wrong things to say
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| and I will shut myself up and I’ll never come out-
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| I’ll close all my doors and only show you the black spots where my eyes once
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| were-
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| I can say this-
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| I can collect myself deep down and then come out punching
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| and I’ll scream out loud. |