Lyrics

Sweaty palms and cluttered mind Slouch on the couch with me Dizzy, nervous, we probably don't deserve it We might as well try and see Don't be afraid of the mess we made Do a little dance on the barricade I heard your lonely knock at the door So glad you could make it I'm not sure what I can do you for But I'm good I can fake it, tonight Clear your throat and speak your mind Don't hold back on me Did we lose that ancient connection? Killing time when it moved too slow Another companion lost to the canyon Sunk to the bottom of the river below Don't be afraid of the mess we made Do another dance on the barricade I heard your lonely knock at the door So glad you could make it I'm not sure what I can do you for But I'm good I can fake it I've never seen you so down before So nervous, you're churning Your little cloud is now a lightning storm The forest is burning, tonight