Picaresque

A mental state, where I'm staying awake but not staying up late
A fickle place, where I know I'm in love but I still want the change
High betting stakes; the people I'm not get back twice what they gave
And now I need to shave, I felt so on my own today

Lonely minds will often wander
And soon after, your feet could follow up
But you won't stroll over; I cannot control how you feel
I'm spending too much time in my mind shaping what could be real

Why do you tease me so?
My heart's in a headlock; I can't get it out of control
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?

Four years of paper chase; open minds in an enclosed space
No time for face to face, and soon after the marks that we left were erased
But where have I been? I've hardly thought about anything
Now shed this silent skin; I'm trying to find a voice so that we can begin

We unwind where we got tangled up
Stop, look, listen, but never touch
You watch as I get into bed, volunteer to leave me alone
But no more is no good, now I'm stuck in the mud, crawl through under my legs

Why do you tease me so?
This heart's in a headlock; I can't get it out of control
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?

Why do you tease me so?
My heart's in a headlock; I can't get it out of control
Float on me, feel with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already know?



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Shribman
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