you keep tugging on my shirt just to pull me closer one single step at a time your skin against mine i can just feel you under me fit to be tight
fit to be tight fit to be fit to be tight
i feel weak grown in wide open spaces we turn ourselves inside out expose what were afraid to see and i know what you're thinking i told myself you keep pulling you keep pulling
now grown up petrified i think no no you don't mean it you simply say it because you like the way that it sounds
i feel weak grown in wide open spaces we turn ourselves inside out expose what were afraid to see and i know what you're thinking
i feel weak and I give up and I give up tell me why go on and and tell me tell me tell me why tell me tell me i feel weak