Intro
Verse
Now I Get What Ani Did To Me Years Ago
I Just Wanna Be Kissed Without Feelings Involved
I Don’t Wanna Get Heartbroken Anymore
But The Universe Is Shaped Like Your Belly Button
I Often Find Myself At Parties Never Knowing What To Expect
Texting On My Phone To Nobody On The Other End
I Get That I Am Boring Her, ¿But What Else Can I Try?
I Hate Love Stories Til’ I Wish That I Was In One
{Chorus]
Please Don’t Go And Tell Me About The Weathеr
Cause I’ve Got This Feeling...
Why Do I Always See A Story Chance In Еvery Glance?
Verse
I Might As Well Just Sit My Ass And Watch The Paint Dry
Sometimes You’re Better By Your Own, Staring To The Wall
A Technicolor, Analogue Space Between Your Thighs
Where My Old Soul From Foreign Lands Wants To Take Part
Pre-Chorus
There’s Plenty Of Lads And Fools In Here, Still You Seek Love In Mars
{Chorus]
Please Don’t Go And Tell Me About The Weathеr
Cause I’ve Got This Feeling...
Why Do I Always See A Story Chance In Еvery Glance?
Instrumental
Verse
I Can’t Decide Whether You’re Wrong Or Is It Just My Nerve
An Eraser That Slowly Died From All Of Our Mistakes
I Used To Be Your Fan But After Treating Me Like Shit
You Managed To Transform Me Into Your Whole Air Conditioner
Bridge
I Thought You Were Worth The Pain
Pain, Pain, Pain, Pain
Chorus
Please Don’t Go And Tell Me About (The Weather)
Cause I’ve Got This Feeling In My Bone That You Actually
Want To Talk About Something Else
The Foreshow Starts And There’s No One To Watch (Right Now)
She’s In The Room With Some Other Guy
Why Do I Always See A Story Chance
In Every Fucking Glance?
Outro
I Might As Well Just Sit My Ass And Watch The Paint Dry
I Might As Well Just Sit My Ass And Watch The Paint Dry
I Might As Well Just Sit My Ass And Watch The Paint Dry
I Might As Well Just Sit My Ass And Watch The Paint Dry
