December 2009
I'm tugging at my hair,
I’m pulling at my clothes, I’m trying to keep my cool, I know it shows, I’m staring at my feet, my cheeks are turning red, I’m searching for the words inside my head, I’m feeling nervous, trying to be so perfect, cause I know you’re worth it, you’re worth it.
If I could say what I want to say, I’d say I want to blow you away, be with you every night, am I squeezing you too tight? If I could say...
