[Verse 1] Little bumps that grow on skin and don't let other people in I wash them off with astringently words, I never meant I will love you, I will take, I will make a big mistake Compartmentalized it in my brain since no one ever feels the same [Chorus] My heart tells me I do too much, I kiss myself, to let's get talking Side bulls and not holding back, to dwelling on things I laugh at Scared of letting you too close, won't see this and be repulsed Silences never mean anything, doubt, silence setting Real Arrange [Verse 2] Love [?] in the field with what we have accomplished here Are we before, it's time to go, we sink again, you won't notice Time that can sue another place, tax are filling up your face How is it that you can't pretend, but will not ever be my friend