Album: 12 Before 9
Think it every day, girl,
Moments in our lives,
So instinctively sad,
That thorn digs in my side.
Yet she doesn't know what she wants from me,
A fickle tale of ontology,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me.
Beauty's in mind,
Teach me of the stars,
Sleepless on the floor,
To read you is so hard.
Yet she doesn't know what she wants from me,
A fickle tale of agnosticy,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
Mess with me, mess with me, mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me.
I'll dream of you tonight; you're in them every night.
She doesn't know what she wants from me,
A fickle tale of ontology,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me,
Mess with me, mess with me, mess with me,
She won't tell, she'll just mess with me.
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