Tell Me What You Think
Tell me what you think you notice
Or if it is ever gonna hold up
Been living life blindfolded
Will you ever know you're enough
Tell me what you think you notice
Or it is ever gonna hold up
Got 24 eyes, they're glued on you
Judging posture, poised in salute
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
You have something of mine
You will never learn to replace so
Forgive me
Leave us no trace
The noise of machines will drown out
The sound of every conversation
As if to let us
Contemplate them
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy wasting time
Gazing into your floor
These spots could be murals on your wall
But condemned to be beneath your feet
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy wasting time
Gazing into your floor
These spots could be murals on your wall
But condemned to be beneath your feet
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
Or if it is ever gonna hold up
Been living life blindfolded
Will you ever know you're enough
Tell me what you think you notice
Or it is ever gonna hold up
Got 24 eyes, they're glued on you
Judging posture, poised in salute
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
You have something of mine
You will never learn to replace so
Forgive me
Leave us no trace
The noise of machines will drown out
The sound of every conversation
As if to let us
Contemplate them
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy wasting time
Gazing into your floor
These spots could be murals on your wall
But condemned to be beneath your feet
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy wasting time
Gazing into your floor
These spots could be murals on your wall
But condemned to be beneath your feet
I don't mind, no I don't, no I don't
I've been busy killing time
Missing subtle gestures
We could be on the same page
But I'm condensed, handwritten, and paraphrased
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Haydon Cartwright
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