Texty: He Is We. Pardon Me.

Pardon me for a lack of excitement but I'm not entirely thrilled
since the start unknown* as I walk ya the moments been killed
and I'm not good at this no not all
I'm not good at this

I'm a wreck and I know and i tend to show it every chance that i get
butterflies in the skies they just fly on by ya there making me sick
they don't flutter about i'd do without
all they do is kick

mean it truly
sincere heart
why do you do this to me
tear me apart

its my fault and i know and i tend to blow no thanks to you
its like you sitting her watch me you poke and you taunt me with all that you do
and I'm not fighting back no not at all
just want to be something and than you call
the lips you taste just to fall madly in love

mean it truly
sincere heart
why do you do this to me
tear me apart

i got my eyes sent on you
my heart is burning bad
all of my words come out wrong
turn circles in my head
you had me and i melted
in the palm of your hand
you know it yes i felt it you'll never understand

mean it truly
sincere heart
why do you do this to me
tear me apart x2

(Thanks to Kelsey for these lyrics)