You never missed a word i tried to fit
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge
That's where i put all the awful things i think i am

And if you still respect me i guess i'll have a second chance

I want my hands in your hair

I want my hands in your hair
Pulling your face closer


I told you last night you gave me butterflies
You surprise me with new cocoons every time they start to fly
I instantly felt like an idiot

Embarrassed of the person controlling my mouth
My mouth it's always in a melee
Figuring out how as it talks

Your response was comforting
I guess i gave you butterflies too


I want my hands in your hair
I want my hands in your hair
Pulling your face closer

And closer
And closer
And closer

And closer
And closer
And closer


You never missed a word i tried to fit
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge

That's where i put all the awful things i think i am
And if you still respect me i guess i'll have a second chance


You never missed a word i tried to fit
Inside a chorus, inside a verse, all my intros and the bridge
That's where i put all the awful things i think i am

And if you still respect me i guess i'll have a second chance