NECTA_pholo (V.5) - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus]

Will you hold me in your arms now?

While you throw me to the wayside, wayside

I think about you all the time though

But your ways have got me tongue-tied, I'm too tired

I wish that you could talk to me

Your rage is like your love times three

And every time you're close to me

Give you everything that I got, your nectar's sweet but your poison's not

Head tilted at ten degrees

Staring through a broken screen

Eyes locked up when you said to me

Give you everything that I got, your nectar's sweet but your poison's not

Will you hold me in your arms now?

Whilе you throw me to the wayside, waysidе

I think about you all the time though

But your ways have got me tongue-tied, I'm too tired

I wish that you could talk to me

Your rage is like your love times three

And every time you're close to me

Give you everything that I got, your nectar's sweet but your poison's not

I wish that you could talk to me

Your rage is like your love times three

And every time you're close to me

Head tilted at ten degrees

Staring through a broken screen

Eyes locked up when you said to me

I'd give you up, but I like the way you break me

Build me up, knock me down, don't try to save me

I'd give you up, but I like the way you break me

Build me up, knock me down, don't try to save me

Will you hold me in your arms now? (Arms now)

While you throw me to the wayside, wayside

I think about you all the time though (Time though)

But your ways have got me tongue-tied, I'm too tired

I wish that you could talk to me

Your rage is like your love times three

And every time you're close to me

Give you everything that I got, your nectar's sweet but your poison's not