Along with all the things that you would have to ask Along with all the things that you'd have to ask about And meet me with a no it's fine It's just that I'm tired No it's fine It's just that I'm tired Which I was but in the way that means I was seeping out into a void that I would feed with cries for help That were so faint and were so weak and almost whispers You could want her to come in but not enough to let her know You would want her to come in but not enough to let her know Not enough to let her know Not enough to let her know Not enough to let her No! not enough to let her ♪ She's a painted girl In a small sputnik You could try all you want But she's a shy sweetheart Romanticizing shyness Will make you try too hard Will make you try too hard