Walls are tired
Of holding the same old ceilings
Words have found
Their way to stay in
And they don't let out feelings
It's written badly
But verses say she's mad and creepy
And the rest of things we kind of know
They say there'll never be
A girl like her again
With her socks up to her knees
And her obsession about bees
And with her eyes
That she uses to touch
And everything
Everything she looks at, yeah
Cups are tired
Of being filled with the same coffee
And the floor can't stand that
People stepping on won't even say sorry
They say there'll never be
A girl like her again
With her socks up to her knees
And her obsession about bees
And with her eyes
That she uses to touch
And everything
Everything she looks at, yeah
Don't stay longer
Don't stay longer
Don't stay longer
Don't stay, don't stay longer
Staring at her eyes
