Etc - Francis and the Lights

Please stop saying: «It's intimate»

Tell me every last thing you said to him

I’ve been lying at home

When I’m lying here, I’m lying here next to you

As it was cold I’m sorry I got you up

And I really didn’t want to upset you

I was sitting in the car and making all calm

But I guess I didn’t want to affect you so

Oh, stop saying: «It's intimate»

Tell me every last thing you said to him

I’ll be sorry in the morning

I got so proud opening up

I really didn’t want to upset you

I’ve been sitting in the forward next to you

Saying really I’m sorry and it’s not your fault

I’ll be sitting on the phone afraid to make it said

That I really can’t stand how you’re giving in always

What will we do from here?

What will we do, and will we be happy?

Will we?

When we wake up, will we wake up?

Oh, stop saying: «It's intimate»

Tell me every last thing he said to you

I believe everything that you said before

But I really don’t see why it set you off

When I kiss you it really set you off

‘Cause you really couldn’t stand to let me know

We’ll be sorry in the morning

When the masks fall off

And I really can’t stand how you’re giving in always

What will we say to them?

What will we say, and will we be happy?

Will we?

When we wake up, will we wake up?

What if we’re dreaming?

I mean really

When we wake up, will we wake up?