W.p
Zwancan't be too nice
can't let you see it
behind my eyes
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
we're moving way too fast
we're moving way too fast for me
we're moving way too fast
we're moving way too fast for me
that wasn't me
that wasn't nice
i can't let you breathe out
out of my sight
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
can i make it alone
everybody's got something to hide
everybody's got someone to hide
everybody's got something to deny
everybody's got something they need
everybody's got something to bleed
everybody's got something to deny
and even in my times of sorrow
i've never begged or borrowed
i only want to deny
we're moving way too fast
we're moving way too fast for me
we're moving way too fast
we're moving way too fast for me
we're moving way too fast