I been coniving, devising a plan
to say something brilliant to this girl
test driving the words in my head,
cause i'm gonna wreck if i don't
cause when she talks
suddenly my knees won't bend
like i'm stuck in quicksand
and it's because the gears in my head
won't spin and she slips through my hands, again and again and again
love sleeping, cause up in my dreams
the two of us make a good pair
but then waking is a different thing
cause i sort of live in a nightmare
cause when she talks
suddenly my knees won't bend
like i'm stuck in quicksand
and it's because the gears in my head
won't spin and she slips through my hands, again and again and again
why do i get so paralyzed?
i want to take her by surprise.
so i'm coniving, rehearsing my lines
she won't get the best of me this time.