Nikita Lev Raw
Sitting there being able to tell he doesn't mind me being here
and knowing he doesn't know when a moments good enough to want to stay
in it
Tell me what I wanna hear and do the exact opposite
Say pretty words like “I don't think you really mean it”
I have so many things to say but i won't right away
Oh but when you do don't pull the f..cking punchlines
He let me sit there blathering on with my hair in fire while i told him i only ever
want to talk to him
I left with a deathly sunburn
sat raw on the train with blistering skin
wishing I didn't say anything
And when the ground hit my head I got mad at myself instead
like a dead celebrity, everything that happened is sacred
Cause we may never talk again and I gotta remember how it was
Before there was a mess my god it's your turn to f..cking clean it up
He let me sit there blathering on with my hair on fire while I told him I only
ever want to talk to him
I left with a deathly sunburn
sat raw in the train with tears of frustration
wishing I didn't say anything
There I was sitting shotgun discussing love, Feeling nervous
Drop me off at the station
a quick confession
quite regrettable
Afterwards we said everything's fine
I believed it at the time
That was last time we spoke
What a clever joke
I said too much now I've promised myself
I won't say anything at all
You fix it
Fix it now
I know you know how
It's your turn
To say something that first you have to think about
Enough
Enough now
It's your turn
It's your turn now.
