Opaque

Threw on this old thing
You tried to touch my hand
I've got a thick skin
You've got a master plan

You'll try to cure me
Try to clear out my head
Sip on your mint tea
I'll try to match your tread

Wonder if we could count up on two hands
All the times that we messed up the weekend

Slam the door
I'm so opaque and you're so see through
I like you way more when I am not around you
Lay the table
Wash your clothes
Make the bed
Recompose
Take a breath
I've made amends you'll have to make do

Six in the morning
You woke me when you turned up
You had to break in
What happened to your key that you love so much

Wonder if we could count up on two hands
All the times that we messed up the weekend

Slam the door
I'm so opaque and you're so see through
I like you way more when I am not around you
Lay the table
Wash your clothes
Make the bed
Recompose
Take a breath
I've made amends you'll have to make do

How bout this time with feeling
Jaw hurts like I've been teething
How bout this time with meaning
I step back when you lean in
I step back when you lean in
Slam the door
I'm so opaque and you're so see through
I like you way more when I am not around you
Lay the table
Wash your clothes
Make the bed
Recompose
Take a breath
I've made amends you'll have to make do



Credits
Writer(s): Bessie Turner, Frank Anthony Colucci
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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