When my heart beats, my heart bleeds
No one can see what they're doing, doing to me
No, no
My soul suffers at the touch of breath
My soul sisters can't help me rest
No, no
That one's mischievous it seems
He's not even listening
Only wants me when I am hot
When I am hot
Rather spend my days locked in your vault then in his haze
Can we push pause? These are the days
These are the days
We were too hot to trot in the breeze
So stand by the water
I'll shelter your needs
You'll fall to your knees, oh geez
Oh pretty please, don't make me beg
These months are young at the end of the day
I've got to leave, I want to stay
These months are young at the end of the day
Everybody told me don't go fast
Don't go too slow
Don't hold back
Don't put on a show
What do they know?
Have another drink
Just trust my instinct
Let it all sink in
Go with the flow
That's what I know
Oh pretty please, just one more take
I'll get it right before the end of the day
I know you'll say what a mistake
But I'll get it right before the end of the day
Pick myself up off the shelf
Though you've clipped my wings
I still do my thing
I'll show you all of it
I said I pick myself up off the shelf
Though you've clipped my wings
I still do my thing. I'll show you all of it