What Ever Happened To The High Five کے بول

Tell me a lie, the kind that makes our wounds heal And warm us in the cold We're sleeping in; I never want us to get up You're an apology left unheard Cut her up and put her in your scrapbook You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way Spread you wide open, spread you wide open You are the skills that I lack, yea! Tell me I'm sure, I wouldn't want to make this awkward And yell out ex's names You're dreaming of leaving You're an apology left unheard Kiss her soft and put her in your trophy case You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way Spread you wide open, spread you wide open You are the skills that I lack You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way Spread you wide open, spread you wide open You are the skills that I lack You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way Spread you wide open, spread you wide open You are the skills that I lack Yea! Here we go! Stop.