[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