Reaching for sour grapes Reaching for sour grapes If I can't taste and get my fill Then no one will If I can't touch, if I can't touch you I don't know what to do
Feels like we're both in love Wedding bells ring above And I need love more than anyone I'm the prodigal son And I need love, but the more I see love The more I need love
You reach me unequipped For the tenderness you bring You cannot leave tonight Just to give your disguises away
All your words of wanting Are somewhere in love's dream A powerful tool A pleasant smile, an excuse for love
Looked in the mirror today Then I got scared away Oh I need love No affection for my reflection Oh I need love Cause I can't guilt it, never forgive myself
You reach me unequipped For the tenderness you bring It tastes like sour grapes And it feels like a terrible waste
I'll let you go Before you know Before you know I was happy on my own So when in doubt Don't burn 'em out There's some things you can live without
