(It’s mellow, it’s the mellowest, it’s one of the rare mellow ones)

(I might go a little more Elvis though)

(But no yelling)

I kinda hate this feeling

But it’s only ‘cuz I’m scared

My chest is like a crater

I suppose I’m unprepared

The touch of her stare

A subtle scent I inhale

I better beware

I suppose I’m aware

Hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long

Saying hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long

I wish thеre was a meaning

To the way I carеd

I wish it was a meter

That filled up once a year

But still I do my best

Regardless of the rest

I play second best

If it helps me win at chess

Move my bishop and say check

I move my bishop and say check

Hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long

Saying hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long

Saying hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long

Saying hips to the wall

Ache and withdrawal

Wipe off the balm

Stare for far too long