paroles de chanson My Fickle Anatomy - Skittish

If you hear something strange
Please pay no mind
That was just my mouth,
bouncing words in vain up off your back,
as if you'd care.
That was just my heart,
sinking, burning, numb from your attack.
Palpitating or breaking?
It's getting old... a little bit...
I say, "I want you," you say, "Oh, not quite yet."
So if you hear something strange, please pay no mind.
That was just my head,
working through the lines of what you said,
over and over and over over and over and over
That was just my feet,
slapping down upon the cold concrete,
outside your house
So doctor, doctor please prescribe me a personality to get me the girl
Cause the man wearing black usually ends up with a bullet in the back
Swimming in the sunset and scrolling credits,
as a sad song tells us its all for the best. And I'm sick of it.
It's getting old... a little bit...
You say you want me, I say, "Oh, not quite yet."
So if you hear something strange, please pay no mind.
I awoke to a sound (it wasn't a loud sound)
I took a look all around for a better shade of green.