[Verse 1]
She says sorry for the mess
Clearly trying to impress
This is nothing I profess no worries you’re fine
She rushes to pick up the clothes
That had just been on the floor
We sit on the edge of her bed and we talk for a while

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you think
She has seen
I’m captivated by her speech

[Chorus]
Or is she clueless
Clueless of all of the things I wish to say
Well I hope she’s clueless
I feel no desire to try and explain
But I wonder what it could change

[Bridge]
Ooh

[Verse 2]
I’ve been hiding from a friend
Feelings I’ve tried to forget
Tell me could you even imagine a type
The type to find a way ‘round what’s being said
If I had the guts I’d go nuts for your hand in mine