Texty: Radio Dept. Lesser Matters. Keen on Boys.

Already dead, so kill my head
There's a sun in his eyes
It won't go away, I'm already dead
Why is it I can't kill my?

He would never sleep
Said, ?I didn't mind it at all?
Made me feel quite cheap
Looking back on it all

Then there was this kiss
He said that he couldn't resist
And was I aware of what I missed?

That night I slept on his couch
With my back turned to the wall
Nothing assumed but you know?
You know, you know

In the morning, we said nothing at all
All I could think of was this
He said that he couldn't resist
And was I aware of what I missed?