Tekster: Belly. Every Word.

So you go to leave
More room for me

Oh, oh, oh, you gave me too much room
So I filled it up with chairs
You can't sit on
But if you want to stand there, stand there

Oh, oh, oh, you told me too much
You thought I would leave you

I heard every word
I heard every word
I heard every word

So you go and it all goes darker
These chairs, these eyes, this room
Closes its windows
These chairs, these eyes, this room, this heart

I heard every word
I heard every word
I heard every word