King Kong - Psapp

Don’t come to my room

If you’ve got nothing good to say

Can’t run me over in a parked car

Ah nah nah nah

You’re always speaking for sound

Tripping over words

I know it’s habit and you mean well

You mean well

Ah nah nah nah

One of us is leaving

And it won’t be me

You take my drum and you beat it

So it never heals

Ah nah nah nah

We know our lines too well

We are water tight

And all the good thigns that you mean to say

They get lost

Don’t come to my room

When you’ve got nothing good to say

Can’t run me over in a parked car

A parked car

One of us is leaving

And it won’t be me

You take my drum and you beat it

So it never heals

One of us is leaving