We Three - Hold On* lyrics

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We Three - Hold On* lyrics

Let's flip a switch and then will call it straight Wish that I learned to negotiate I'd keep your lipstick on my pillow case, yeah I'm kind of blind when it comes to this Even with your help I know I'll still miss Cause sugar coatings never been my thing, no Where do I even begin, I'm no good at this talking thing I just wanna give in, and I guess that's why I need watching, so Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing Bite my tongue don't talk too fast Cause my feelings are slow they don't like to last For more than a moment and sometimes less, yeah When I think I'm right turns out I'm wrong You give me an inch I'll write you a song There's gotta be a reason and it's not my charm, no Where do I even begin, I'm no good at this talking thing I just wanna give in, and I guess that's why I need watching, so Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing Gotta turn it up side down to see it right side up Guess I'm a big let down a little too messed up I hoarder every thought and a little bit too square Not that you wanted to know just wanted to clear the air You love the way I write and hate the way I talk Cause I'm a bit too dry and don't make people laugh No need to call me out I know I stutter too much Twenty one years old I still got a nervous touch That's why I write things down its not to be profound It's to get feelings out so they're not hanging around I probably should be done so I don't let you in Cause any minute now I know I might start stuttering Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing I'm no good at this, I'm no good at this Still no good at this talking thing