Из альбома: Straylight Run
All the boys, voices cracking.
Oh, the moaning half tones.
Come summertime, we're all the same age here.
All the tension and the terror.
Thin limbed, gorgeous green eyes smiling.
And I'm going straight to hell.
All the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily.
And I try but I'm not convincing.
Your lips, they pout and twist.
And I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
You take in everything with a certainty I envy.
It's somehow all I need.
Just keep me guessing, please.
Darling, all of these awkwardjumpstartstalling conversations
mean much more to me than anything.
It comes down to me and you
and whether we're supposed to or not, we still will.
We're so much better off than them.
All the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily.
And I try but I'm not convincing.
Your lips, they pout and twist.
And I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
You take in everything with a certainty I envy.
It's somehow all I need.
Just keep me guessing, please.
A look,
a laugh,
a smile,
a second passes by and I regret it.
Words just aren't right.
Sometimes I just can't explain
all the ways you devastate me.
Always on my mind.
I try but I'm not convincing.
Your lips, they pout and twist.
And I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
You take in everything with a certainty I envy.
It's somehow all I need.
Just keep me guessing...
I try but I'm not convincing.
Your lips, they pout and twist.
And I die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
You take in everything with a certainty I envy.
It's somehow all I need.
Just keep me guessing, please.