Inside That Lioness
Well, I'm not even old enough to have a car yet
And I'm already planning on how to drive it
Off a cliff, into a ditch, sorry
But that's the type of things you get
When you talk to this pessimist
And excuse me, miss, I'm so persistent
I just want to air some things out
So I don't deal with it alone
In a home bounded to conform on itself
You don't get out much, do you?
Well, I don't mean to assume
But it's just an educated guess
Since the last time that we had a text
And long, long talk, or a call, or a chat
That extended into midnight and you're right
Maybe we should start earlier
In that case, I'll be waiting
Not like I mean to bother you
But I just like conversating
And with you, it's good and it's nice
And it's fun and sweet but not too sweet
Get it? We're nothing more than good friends
You have got a history
Of lying dead to me
You have got misery
All tatted on your sleeves
So lift them things up
And show me what's underneath
Well, not like that
I mean, like, I mean, like
Oh, whatever
You probably don't care
Anyways, anyways, anyways
Don't get me? Don't get you
Don't tell me, that we're through
Don't get me? That's fine, too
Don't know what I've been through
Don't like me? Know that too
Don't act like I even matter
Don't know that, don't know this
Don't bother to even chatter
Don't talk back, don't look straight
Don't look sad, don't be nice
Don't treat me, like I'm fine
Even when I'm dying inside
So if you don't mind me knowing
I'd love to know
What's inside that lioness?
And I'm already planning on how to drive it
Off a cliff, into a ditch, sorry
But that's the type of things you get
When you talk to this pessimist
And excuse me, miss, I'm so persistent
I just want to air some things out
So I don't deal with it alone
In a home bounded to conform on itself
You don't get out much, do you?
Well, I don't mean to assume
But it's just an educated guess
Since the last time that we had a text
And long, long talk, or a call, or a chat
That extended into midnight and you're right
Maybe we should start earlier
In that case, I'll be waiting
Not like I mean to bother you
But I just like conversating
And with you, it's good and it's nice
And it's fun and sweet but not too sweet
Get it? We're nothing more than good friends
You have got a history
Of lying dead to me
You have got misery
All tatted on your sleeves
So lift them things up
And show me what's underneath
Well, not like that
I mean, like, I mean, like
Oh, whatever
You probably don't care
Anyways, anyways, anyways
Don't get me? Don't get you
Don't tell me, that we're through
Don't get me? That's fine, too
Don't know what I've been through
Don't like me? Know that too
Don't act like I even matter
Don't know that, don't know this
Don't bother to even chatter
Don't talk back, don't look straight
Don't look sad, don't be nice
Don't treat me, like I'm fine
Even when I'm dying inside
So if you don't mind me knowing
I'd love to know
What's inside that lioness?
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Segovia-r.
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