Don't leave yet it's still early and I haven't even said a word and I'm hoping that I might upset you by saying what I want to 'cause it's not like you don't know I've fallen for you but it's in my head and that's where you can't see it and I thought that maybe if I had to bite the tips of my fingers I could stumble over words and tell you just how far before I hit the ground and I'm the type to think of all the wrong things to say and I will shut myself up and I'll never come out- I'll close all my doors and only show you the black spots where my eyes once were- I can say this- I can collect myself deep down and then come out punching and I'll scream out loud.