You’re extraordinary none of the fashion girls your second skin’s so skinny - it almost hurts it looks like you were floating when you try to take a walk you always seem to listen, everytime we try to talk
if there’s nothing else to stop us on our way way way tell me, why pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais être aimés?
I think I like you but not enough we’re individuals and very hard to touch
you suffer more than others from what we’re meant to be none of those sunshine-lovers - like on TV we’re generation faith-departed started to go down unfinished unforesakeable upon a common ground
if there’s nothing that we’re not allowed to say say say - tell me why, pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais être aimés?
I think I like you but not enough we’re individuals and very hard to touch
I think I like you I think I like you I think I like you very much I think I like you I think I like you I think I like you but not enough