You Don't Tell Me Anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
People
All they see is paper
Numbers on your neighbours
Stamps on your wall
Savior
You're your own dictator
All we are is nature
Compostable
I don't expect it to be perfect
But I was hoping for a couple chances
And I would try to resurrect it
I don't expect it to be perfect
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
Pressure
Breathe in the aroma
Go get your diploma
Acceptable
Fuck that
Move to Arizona
Drink some Coca-Cola
Respectable
I don't expect it to be perfect
But I was hoping for a couple chances
And I would try to resurrect it
But maybe love is just a burnt out candle
So lay me slowly in the hot wax
Won't even bother taking off my glasses
Cause I surrender to the slow death
I don't expect it to be perfect
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
People
All they see is paper
Numbers on your neighbours
Stamps on your wall
Savior
You're your own dictator
All we are is nature
Compostable
I don't expect it to be perfect
But I was hoping for a couple chances
And I would try to resurrect it
I don't expect it to be perfect
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
Pressure
Breathe in the aroma
Go get your diploma
Acceptable
Fuck that
Move to Arizona
Drink some Coca-Cola
Respectable
I don't expect it to be perfect
But I was hoping for a couple chances
And I would try to resurrect it
But maybe love is just a burnt out candle
So lay me slowly in the hot wax
Won't even bother taking off my glasses
Cause I surrender to the slow death
I don't expect it to be perfect
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You don't tell me anything, anything
You got me wrapped around your finger like a ring
But darling, you don't tell me anything, anything
At all
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
I'm talking to
I feel like I'm talking to a stranger
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Writer(s): Tarquin Richards
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