Jane Anchor Say Something
timing is everything
don't blink don't need
another opportunity missed
searching high and low
sometimes too slow too weak
don't yield to the my own instincts
say something
say something
there's a paper doll
underneath this skin it crawls
and spins a web so defensive
say something
just let me listen to you
say it again much slower it ebbs and flows
it sounds all right to me
away we go
carry this weight on your back
away we go
carry this weight on your back
