You could knock me over with a feather
I'd have never had, no, never had
Never had believed that you could
You could knock me over with a feather
How enviable it seemed
And now?
Now nobody envies me
No, now nobody envies me
I can't help but lie in my bed
Long after I wake to the radio
I need you in my life, I want you
Right this second
So hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto, hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto
I don't care if it's a bad thing
That nothing's funny when you're not laughing with me
And nothing happens until I tell you it did
And nothing's funny until you're laughing with me
And nothing happened, nothing happened
I can't help but cry at every
Cheesy pop song I hear on the radio
I need you in my life, I want you
Right this second
So hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto, hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto, what's the hold up?
Hold up, wait for a second or a minute
Too little too late to catch the beginning of it
Hurry up, pronto, the ghost that grabs me
The cold, cold place where a body used to be
My heart aches but only on the third beat
Nothing is perfect
My god, we were close
I hope this is worth it, because it
Well, goddamn it hurts
Hurry up, pronto, what's the hold up?
Hold up, wait for a second or a minute
Too little too late to catch the beginning of it
Hurry up, pronto, the ghost that grabs me
The cold, cold place where a body used to be
My heart aches but only on the third beat
Only on the third beat
Only on the third beat, oh yeah
Only on the third beat
Only on the third beat
Hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto, hurry up, pronto
Hurry up, pronto
Pronto
Pronto