I wanna tell you, But I can't spit it out, Tr tr tr tripping on my tongue and my mouth is stiff, Feels like I'm hanging off the edge of a cliff. And my eyes can't pick a pocket, Where they're happy to stick, I'm running from the point, Babe I'm missing a trick, With you, My line is up but girl I'm missing my cue. Can't you give me a fix, I'm craving confidence, I reek of sweat and teenage innocence, I want you so, But I know you'll never know, Cause I'm too shy for the hometown girls. I wanna tell you but I'm sick with the fright, Sl sl sl slipping up I'm caught in the light of lust, You get the feeling that I ain't too fussed, My head feels heavy as the regret sinks in, I shouldn't be afraid to take it on the chin, But I duck, I miss the jab but I'm hit with the hook.