
Again, I'm just gonna be singin' on the background until these 2 stop being idiots.
If all it is is eight letters
Why is it so hard to say?
If all it is is eight letters
Why am I in my own way?
Why do I pull you close?
And then ask you for space
If all it is is eight letters
Why is it so hard to say?
And I'm adding more lines this time
Isn't it amazing how almost every line on our hands align?
When your hand's in mine
It's like I'm whole again, isn't that a sign?
I should speak my mind
I've said those words before, but it was a lie
And you deserve to hear them a thousand times
Literally them.
What the actual fuck? I let marinate and this is what I get?