CAN'T DO THIS

I'm lying sleepless in your arms again
Trapped in a headlock you call cuddling
Something I don't like

We watched a movie
Your eyes on me
Eating icecream, then you kissed me
Never saw the end

I wonder - are we happy now?

I can't do this
Hold you any tighter, letting myself down
I'm a go getter - I get fed up
Don't come any closer
Shut those puppy eyes

Rocking my new boots cruising down the street
Your hand is sweaty, kind of slippery
Boy, don't kill my vibe

I know you like me
It's not easy
That it suits me being lonely
It doesn't make me bad

I wonder - are you happy now?

I can't do this
Hold you any tighter, letting myself down
I'm a go getter - I get fed up
Every time you make that face
That tells me always to have patience
I hate these conversations
Small room, tight dress

Patience
I hate these conversations
You say it's like that in relations
And your sweaty hand on my lap
Huh, I'm through with that

I can't do this
Hold you any tighter, letting myself down
I'm a go getter - I get fed up
Every time you make that face
That tells me always to have patience
I hate these conversations
Small room, tight dress