Read My Lips
Half past midnight I'm sitting in my room
Writing a bitter protest song but you
You mess my mind You stun and confuse me
I just keep on thinkin what we'll never be
Locked in by my own insecurity and shyness
I can talk so much with you but still say nothing
Nothing that would matter at all to me
Still I don't know maybe it's just not meant to be
When I see you
Your perfectness
your radiance
I'm blinded by you
You know that I know that you know that I want you
Open your mind to me tell why it can't be true
You know that I know that you know that I want you
Shout it to me why I shouldn't love you
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