I want to tell you a lot of things
And I want you to tell me a lot of things
I want to open your little box of secrets
So impenetrable sometimes
Can't understand what it is you're trying to hide
I'm getting sick of pretending and acting casually
Why do you make it seem like you don't wanna be with me
Like you don't wanna be with me
Do you still wanna be with me
Was it selfish of me to ask of you
To not be selfish of you to keep to yourself
How does the unspoken voice in your head sound like?
It's what I'm deprived of
Shaggy, when my thoughts before bed, I shag it
As the hair on his head
I fell asleep while packing my clothes to run away
But I can't even get past the doorway
I am afraid and I can't get mad at all
This is the part where we pretend things are okay
We always just remove the clothes of yesterday
Remove the clothes of yesterday
I wanna take off the clothes of yesterday
Was it selfish of me to ask of you
To not be selfish of you to keep to yourself
How does the unspoken voice in your head sound like?
It's what I'm deprived of
It's a quarter after four
I don't know a last resort
We feel the guilt that we don't deserve to feel
It's not a love that was on the surface
I'm swimming in the ocean of your eyes
The ocean muddled by sadness
With the secrets swimming on the surface
Oh, oh
Part of me lost in the end
That all the words that we haven't said
Yeah all the words that we haven't said only make us stronger