David F. Bello - I Know This lyrics

With my fingers on half of your face Let's take a walk and get out of my place It's a little like talking to kids Shame on everyone who knows about this You think it's just f**ing fine to appear Taking notes on my mental unrest Keeping all of these numbers up here Is like finding lumps at the heart of your breast Don't you think I know this? Don't you think I know what you're doing here?