Love is a drug that is killing me inside
I'm conflicted with the argument of whether I should hide
Or lay out all my feelings on the counter like a meal
But then if it makes you queasy, would I be able to deal?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
Life is a dream that I wish that I could wake from
It's so nightmarish to me and it's broke my suspiration
I might die from the stress of seeing you in that dress
How I want to kiss your mouth
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
The Philip Taylor Memorial - Love Lyrics
The Philip Taylor Memorial - Love Lyrics
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Love is a drug that is killing me inside
I'm conflicted with the argument of whether I should hide
Or lay out all my feelings on the counter like a meal
But then if it makes you queasy, would I be able to deal?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
Life is a dream that I wish that I could wake from
It's so nightmarish to me and it's broke my suspiration
I might die from the stress of seeing you in that dress
How I want to kiss your mouth
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
I'm conflicted with the argument of whether I should hide
Or lay out all my feelings on the counter like a meal
But then if it makes you queasy, would I be able to deal?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
Life is a dream that I wish that I could wake from
It's so nightmarish to me and it's broke my suspiration
I might die from the stress of seeing you in that dress
How I want to kiss your mouth
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
I'm lost and confused
See, I'm wearing two left shoes
And I don't know how to dance or to strike a manly stance
And I'm sorry that I stare, but I want to smell your hair
Does that creep you out?
Should I not think out loud?
Writer: Philip Taylor
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