Oh yeah
Oh yeah

So scared of breaking it that آپ 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 آپ free

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

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