Текст: Jawbreaker. Dear You. Oyster.

The world is an oyster locked in a shell.
You like the taste of it but can't take the smell.
I can't sleep to save my life.
The day is done but I don't think I got it right.
I don't want to kiss right now.
You're probably just what I need but I can't stand your mouth.
I dot my t's and cross my i's.
Pretend that I can write.
I haven't got a nice thing to say about anyone except the one
Who caught me staring so I just walked away.
No one likes to give themselves over to an empty bed.
If you're gonna sleep like that,
Then you might as well be dead.
But you still want all the covers
And no hair tickling your face.
You're so proud of your physique
But you still want your cake.
I got it!