The Bunny The Bear - The Frog lyrics

Every word you said and every time you bled it out That's what I'm talking about As she slept in that bed next to me Misery in the morning, come the morning I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this Well I'll hate this But I won't hate this and oh my God What's wrong with my head? When everything I ever wanted Just can't hit the spot The thought of me swimming in you Like the sea makes me melt Makes me melt into one giant mess of a man Feeding this plan it's something I could live without The thought of me running the tip of insecure hand across your lips It will never make sense but it feeds these desires sponsored links My lungs wouldn't work without playing with fire Every word you said and every time you bled it out That's what I'm talking about As she slept in that bed next to me Misery in the morning, come the morning I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this Well I'll hate this But I won't hate this and oh my God What's wrong with my head? When everything I ever wanted Just can't hit the spot Why can't you see? I can offer something, something I swear you would never want Take it from me This feeling in my gut, This lust it's fading more with every touch Why can't you see? I can offer something, something I swear you would never want Take it from me This feeling in my gut, This lust it's fading more with every touch Oh, Dear God, I am empty And it's become quite obvious to me Oh, Dear God, I am empty (This is the calm before the unsettled storm) And it's become quite obvious to me (The lighthouse lies in ruins, what am I waiting for?) Every word you said and every time you bled it out That's what I'm talking about As she slept in that bed next to me Misery in the morning, come the morning I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this Well I'll hate this But I won't hate this and oh my God What's wrong with my head? When everything I ever wanted Just can't hit the spot Every word you said and every time you bled it out That's what I'm talking about As she slept in that bed next to me Misery in the morning, come the morning I'll hate this, yea I'll hate this Well I'll hate this But I won't hate this and oh my God What's wrong with my head? When everything I ever wanted Just can't hit the spot.