The Bunny The Bear - The Frog lyrics

rate me

Every word you said and every time you bled it out

That’s what I’m talking about

As she slept in that bed next to me

Misery in the morning, come the morning

I’ll hate this, yea I’ll hate this

Well I’ll hate this

But I won’t hate this and oh my God

What’s wrong with my head?

When everything I ever wanted

Just can’t hit the spot

The thought of me swimming in you

Like the sea makes me melt

Makes me melt into one giant mess of a man

Feeding this plan it’s something I could live without

The thought of me running the tip of insecure hand across your lips

It will never make sense but it feeds these desires

My lungs wouldn’t work without playing with fire

Every word you said and every time you bled it out

That’s what I’m talking about

As she slept in that bed next to me

Misery in the morning, come the morning

I’ll hate this, yea I’ll hate this

Well I’ll hate this

But I won’t hate this and oh my God

What’s wrong with my head?

When everything I ever wanted

Just can’t hit the spot

Why can’t you see?

I can offer something, something

I swear you would never want

Take it from me

This feeling in my gut,

This lust it’s fading more with every touch

Why can’t you see?

I can offer something, something

I swear you would never want

Take it from me

This feeling in my gut,

This lust it’s fading more with every touch

Oh, Dear God, I am empty

And it’s become quite obvious to me

Oh, Dear God, I am empty

(This is the calm before the unsettled storm)

And it’s become quite obvious to me

(The lighthouse lies in ruins, what am I waiting for?)

Every word you said and every time you bled it out

That’s what I’m talking about

As she slept in that bed next to me

Misery in the morning, come the morning

I’ll hate this, yea I’ll hate this

Well I’ll hate this

But I won’t hate this and oh my God

What’s wrong with my head?

When everything I ever wanted

Just can’t hit the spot

Every word you said and every time you bled it out

That’s what I’m talking about

As she slept in that bed next to me

Misery in the morning, come the morning

I’ll hate this, yea I’ll hate this

Well I’ll hate this

But I won’t hate this and oh my God

What’s wrong with my head?

When everything I ever wanted

Just can’t hit the spot.