CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Wouldn’t Wanna Know

Same old conversation
A low-grade imitation
Of how we used to play off each other
Freedom into friction
Teasing at the stitching
Till I can feel us starting to fray

You know it’s me
That I’m tired of
I don’t want to push you away

Maybe I should have told you
I’ve been feeling kind of low
I just thought if I told you
You maybe wouldn’t wanna know me

Outdone on the insights
Old tricks never land right
They keep on talking over the punchlines
No end to the mission
No wheezing benediction
To send you nodding into the night

You know it’s me
I’m ashamed of
I don’t want to push you away