Lyrics Dumb - Jon Campbell
What
could
I
do
to
make
you
understand
I
don't
want
to
hold
you
down
I'd
like
to
hold
your
hand
And
have
I
mentioned
they're
the
sexiest
hands
I
know?
You're
making
faces
lately
Faces
that
make
me
think
you're
as
queer
as
me
As
queer
could
ever
be
Your
sexy
hands
are
building
me
into
A
dream
about
what
they
could
do
to
me
I'm
making
songs
lately
It
can't
be
helped
I
think
it's
inevitable
It
drives
me
insane
Your
sexy
mouth
that
as
is
it
loves
me
Into
a
dream
of
what'd
it
do
on
my
body,
baby
God
grant
me
the
strength
not
to
sing
his
name
Or
tell
him
about
how
I
want
to
fuck
his
brains
out
Grant
me
the
serenity
to
never
say
his
name
in
a
song
That
would
be
fucked
up
Fucked
up
Fucked
up
Grant
me
the
wisdom
to
forget
his
face
I
don't
want
to
write
another
song
about
the
pain
Of
missing
something
that
never
could've
taken
place
Or
unrequited
love
is
dumb
What
could
I
do
to
make
you
understand
I
don't
want
to
hold
you
down
I'd
like
to
hold
your
hand
And
have
I
mentioned
that
they're
the
sexiest
hands
I
know?
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