Kiss Me, I'm Irish

The words I think are wrenched from me

Once my mouth is open

And though I speak so quietly

You take haunted steps away from me

So all I can do

Is stare at you

All I can do

Is stare at my shoes



And when I go to a show

I expect it to be terrible

But when I go to your show

I know I'll bob my head alone



And though it may be arrogant

I like to imagine

It laden with strings

All of the words you're singing

Floating above everything



And all I can do

Is listen to you

I cannot talk to you