Sink
I like your hands, sorry I don't get your jokes
I'll kiss your neck and buy you flowers till I'm well broke
you're looking restless, wearing down the floor
I very often feel quite anxious that you find me such a bore
I'd like to tell you all my secrets,
give you a clean slate
But your body language
says quite clearly it's too late
Love's not too grand, no its kind of up and down
I think sometimes it's just nice to have someone around
I make your coffee, you like to pretend
that you're looking out the window, please look at me again
I know that I cheated baby
I just didn't feel needed maybe
And I know I tend to over think but-
I don't wanna sink
Hundirse
Me gustan tus manos, perdón si no entiendo tus chistes
Te besaré el cuello y te compraré flores hasta que esté completamente quebrado
Te veo inquieta, desgastando el piso
A menudo me siento bastante ansioso de que me encuentres tan aburrido
Me gustaría contarte todos mis secretos,
darte un nuevo comienzo
Pero tu lenguaje corporal
dice claramente que es demasiado tarde
El amor no es tan grandioso, más bien es un poco altibajo
A veces creo que es agradable tener a alguien cerca
Te preparo café, te gusta fingir
que estás mirando por la ventana, por favor mírame de nuevo
Sé que te engañé, cariño
Quizás simplemente no me sentía necesario
Y sé que tiendo a pensar demasiado pero-
No quiero hundirme