CAN'T DO THIS

I'm lying sleepless in your arms again Trapped in a headlock you call cuddling Something I don't like We watched a movie Your eyes on me Eating icecream, then you kissed me Never saw the end I wonder - are we happy now? I can't do this Hold you any tighter, letting myself down I'm a go getter - I get fed up Don't come any closer Shut those puppy eyes Rocking my new boots cruising down the street Your hand is sweaty, kind of slippery Boy, don't kill my vibe I know you like me It's not easy That it suits me being lonely It doesn't make me bad I wonder - are you happy now? I can't do this Hold you any tighter, letting myself down I'm a go getter - I get fed up Every time you make that face That tells me always to have patience I hate these conversations Small room, tight dress Patience I hate these conversations You say it's like that in relations And your sweaty hand on my lap Huh, I'm through with that I can't do this Hold you any tighter, letting myself down I'm a go getter - I get fed up Every time you make that face That tells me always to have patience I hate these conversations Small room, tight dress