Oh yeah
Oh yeah

So scared of breaking it that anda won't let it bend
And I wrote two hundred letters I will never send
Sometimes these cuts are so much deeper then they seem
You'd rather cover up, I'd rather let them be

So let me be, and I'll set anda free

I am in misery
There ain't nobody who can comfort me, oh yeah
Why won't anda answer me?
The silence is slowly killing me, oh yeah

Girl anda really got me bad
You really got me bad
Now I'm gonna get anda back
I'm gonna get anda back

Your salty skin and how it mixes in with mine
The way it feels to be completely intertwined
Not that I didn't care, it's that I didn't...