I Don't Know How to Tell You This
If I had all the words, I would blurt them all at once
But they're stuck in all these
Fragments jammed at the bottom of my lungs
And my mind threatens to erupt
But I've got a face to keep
And my veins are going to implode
Oh, it's costing me my sleep
Oh, the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
So if you're ever wondering why all my jokes make little sense
And the way that I talk seems as though I lack confidence
Truth is that I'm terrified of how you might react
'Cause maybe you'd rather us be friends
We might be better off like that
'Cause the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
I'm breathing slow
I don't do this all the time
And if it's not returned
I know it'll all be fine
But I don't know how to tell you this
I'll just come off as a fool
This'll either be a hit or miss
Be ready in one, two, three
Oh, the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
The way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
But they're stuck in all these
Fragments jammed at the bottom of my lungs
And my mind threatens to erupt
But I've got a face to keep
And my veins are going to implode
Oh, it's costing me my sleep
Oh, the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
So if you're ever wondering why all my jokes make little sense
And the way that I talk seems as though I lack confidence
Truth is that I'm terrified of how you might react
'Cause maybe you'd rather us be friends
We might be better off like that
'Cause the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
I'm breathing slow
I don't do this all the time
And if it's not returned
I know it'll all be fine
But I don't know how to tell you this
I'll just come off as a fool
This'll either be a hit or miss
Be ready in one, two, three
Oh, the way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
The way you grin makes my heart stop dead
And your kind warm words drain all judgement from my head
Oh, my sanity's placed secondary
'Cause somehow your spot is now primary
I don't know how to tell you this
Conscience, don't tell me what to do
But I think my heart's made a little space for you
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