Piece of hair inside my food
The funniest things make me think of you
In bed
I try to
Keep myself company
Three's a crowd and two's plenty
Warm
Against the
Wind that I invite in
Whistling are you my friend?
Can I
Hold your hand?
Sorry my hand it shakes
Cigarette fishing in a lake
That caught
The kisses
That you blew beneath your shoe
Talk to me and I'll talk to you
Unless
I don't want to
I guess that's allowed
Happening more than I am proud
To say
So I won't say
What's been on my mind
Importantest thing is to seem kind
To you
My idol
For some days to you I'll pray
Count my sins and then I'll pay
A dime
Is just a
Penny for each time I lied
About the reasons that I sighed
To you
To you