this goes to the men who wait in their cars and watch the girls go by as it gets dark

I want you cant you see that cause my voice is low my voice is lower and I can go high you can be lower than that True love, I was waiting for you to come and True Love holding someone elses hand True Love to blind to see my cry True Love hiding in my room all night I love you oh please just see that cause I dont ignore it and I'm sick Of letting you get away

come and tell me how I'm supposed to be come and we can cry myself to sleep come and tell me how to do my hair you like me best when I'm not there

verses- a9 a11 d10 a11 d9 chorus- e11 a9 a11 d10 a11 d10 a11 a9

e 11 a 9 11 d 10 a11 d10 (x2)

In her arms it isn't much but its places he couldnt touch and its safe I want to understand why a breath like this isnt a man In her arms is a place to go when I feel I'm all alone In her arms if it is sin is that why we cant get in? I wanted to tell you I love you I wanted to tell you I can I wanted to know if you do want me more than a man In her arms no judgement can reach no liers can come and give their preach no place where I will feel alone in her arms and the places I go I wanted to tell you I love you I wanted to tell you I can I wanted to know if you do want me more than a man

c g em your hands on top of my curves c g em Your fingers and skin I cant make words em c g em You havent done good since that time em c g At least you knew it was a lie g em do you want to see me? c g em the fruit of a peach formed to a body em c g I miss the days with you g em you miss them too fuck the times that were happy fuck the times you said you loved me wo-ho (x2) c g em cant you see now? or are you blind c g all my tears i've been crying em hold my fingers c g em their always gone but your mind still lingers fuck the times that were happy fuck the times you said you loved me wo-ho (x2)

I don't like to think about it Its agony over the past I guess I must of been happy but that couldn't last You don't love me, I don't like the feeling of it You don't love me I don't want to think about it I'm suffering You don't love me, I don't like the feeling of it You don't love me I don't want to think about it

Oh, therapist, you dont really care. Oh, therapist are you even there? Yah, you shoves those pills down my throat but you dont really know, Dont know. do you even care? Oh therapist, do you even care? Oh recorder, didnt know you were there oh recorder hiding behind my chair oh you take notes and record my voice i dont got a choice, no choice didnt know you were there oh therapist do you even care?