Lonesome Smiles کے بول

I've seen you looking over at me. You were never any good, being discreet. I told you once before, "everybody makes mistakes." Your self-deprecation is holding you back. Why don't you just say something? I can never hear you. Your fragile self-esteem is holding you back. I still keep your letters in my table drawer, the one with the lava-lamp. I'd still feel much better if I could get more. Put that book down, you're fooling no-one. I know that's what you read when you're feeling pre-occupied. It's cold outside, a little damp. Have a safe drive home, you'll see me again.