Touch Pt. Two by The Played Alone Lyrics
Please wait, I’m speaking lullabies
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you
Wait a little longer
Till we know for sure
Pretending isn’t dangerous
But pretending’s not the cure
Hunching up my shoulders
Trying to survive
On chunks of female muscle
Convulsing in the light
Oh, wait a little longer
Ain't nothing worth that much
Is this how it feels to touch
Oh, stay, let your hair down
Try my best to keep mine up
Is this how it feels to touch
How it feels to touch
Oh, wait a little longer
Ain't nothing worth that much
Is this how it feels to touch
Oh, stay, let your hair down
Try my best to keep mine up
Is this how it feels to touch
How it feels to touch
(There's no escape for us
It's in our head and on our mind always, whoa)
(I’ve always been crosslegged
Looking up at all the big kids on the benches
At the back of the assembly hall)
Please wait, I’m speaking lullabies
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you
Wait a little longer
And wait a little more
Till no one's left to love me
Till I’m washed up on the shore
Wearing something gorgeous
A pink rag of a dress
No one’s left to see me
I kneel and I undress
Please wait, I’m speaking lullabies
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you
Wait a little longer
Till we know for sure
Pretending isn’t dangerous
But pretending’s not the cure
Hunching up my shoulders
Trying to survive
On chunks of female muscle
Convulsing in the light
Oh, wait a little longer
Ain't nothing worth that much
Is this how it feels to touch
Oh, stay, let your hair down
Try my best to keep mine up
Is this how it feels to touch
How it feels to touch
Oh, wait a little longer
Ain't nothing worth that much
Is this how it feels to touch
Oh, stay, let your hair down
Try my best to keep mine up
Is this how it feels to touch
How it feels to touch
(There's no escape for us
It's in our head and on our mind always, whoa)
(I’ve always been crosslegged
Looking up at all the big kids on the benches
At the back of the assembly hall)
Please wait, I’m speaking lullabies
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you
Wait a little longer
And wait a little more
Till no one's left to love me
Till I’m washed up on the shore
Wearing something gorgeous
A pink rag of a dress
No one’s left to see me
I kneel and I undress
Please wait, I’m speaking lullabies
There’s something in your eyes
I can’t find you