I'm not very good with words 1, 2, 1, 2, 3 I'm not very good with words These not the ones that come out of my mouth When you're around me But I have a talent for writing down My thoughts and my frames Of what surrounds me It doesn't matter now what you give I'll never be satisfied It kills me not to let you in But I have no explanation why I won't move on It doesn't matter now what you give I'll never be satisfied It kills me not to let you in But I have no explanation why Beside his most truthful eyes And still I seem to put all the blame Laying it on you The world's most devious lie And still I seem to put all my trust Blaming it on you It doesn't matter now what you give I'll never be satisfied It kills me not to let you in But I have no explanation why It doesn't matter now what you give I'll never be satisfied It kills me not to let you in But I have no explanation why I won't move on