Nightmare Of You Please Don't Answer Me
I was wondering,
While you were in the bar with me.
Did the candle by you,
Signal a flame inside your jeans?
But please don't answer me.
My drink just became three.
And yes I am scared,
Of what the truth may be.
And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
I was wondering,
Is my name in your book tonight?
Is there a page or five,
Concerning me and you?
Oh nevermind.
But please don't answer me.
I couldn't spare the wait.
You were dumb, dull, and broke,
And yet I still feel like I am great.
And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And you turned on the break..
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe.
And gentle on the break.
