歌手:Greyson Chance
专辑:《portraits》

I cannot hold my tongue
You give me much to say
I'm sweating bullets
Nervous that you'll push away
And when your eyes catch mine
I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips
And baby I'll shut up
Lying on the beach
The middle of December
I'm thinking you're too cool to even remember
My face my hair my eyes my lips and my name
Lighting up that clove
Your confidence is what I want
I say a lot I'm loud
'Cause maybe you're the one
Your hair your eyes your lips and your name
Baby
I cannot hold my tongue
You give me much to say
I'm sweating bullets
Nervous that you'll push away
And when your eyes catch mine
I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips
And baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
You dress in all black
The middle of the summer
You're smoother than you think you rock that Alex Turner
Your style your arms wrapped in leather makes me want you forever
But I cannot break this habit pure anxiety
Stuck here searching for some words that you might need
Maybe you don't need them it's not what we're about
And maybe I'll just slow it down
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down
I cannot hold my tongue
You give me much to say
I'm sweating bullets
Nervous that you'll push away
And when your eyes catch mine
I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips
And baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up
Oh baby I'll shut up