And I'm not over
'Til I say I'm over
And I'm a lover
'Til I say I'm not
And I need closure
'Til I stir the pot
I'm getting older
Have I grown a lot?
And I hope my fears get the best of me
'Cos I'm too scared
I get defensive in my head
I guess it's better than the
Shock of the death in the hall
And I hope my fears get the best of me
'Cos I'm too scared
I get defensive in my bed
I guess it's better than the
Shock of the death in the hall