Too scared to move a mile Now why can't we stay here for awhile. Dark clouds are overhead, Don't worry 'bout the thing I said. Can I lower my defenses, now. How can I hold what I've never had? White teales and party threads, Now who put these words inside my head? 'cause I'm at the cellar door And I've never felt this way before. Can I lower my defenses, now?
You're so self-controlled that it makes you sad. Oh, I couldn't lie to you, How can I hold what I've never had? Pick a side, pick a room, Dress me up in sweet perfume. I wanna know you got it so bad, I wanna hear you say it's driving you mad You're so self-controlled that it makes you sad. Now I couldn't lie to you, I couldn't lie to you, now. More from Bettie Serveert