Manners

Terrible
Festivities
Bars filled to the brim

A horrid
Raucous cry
Could be heard from within

So please stop
Looking at me
I'm pulling out my hair

So please stop
Looking at me
Didn't your mother teach you not to stare

A hint
A song
Give me a sign

That maybe
Someday
Love can be mine

A story
You tell
To show me the way

But maybe
This storys
Not meant for today

So please stop
Looking at me
I'm pulling out my hair

Please



Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Graham
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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