Wallows - Pleaser Lyrics
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Pleaser
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What Are The Lyrics For Pleaser By Wallows?
You're talking while you're fast asleep
As I walk slowly from your house Back in your room remain the words I want to say to you But couldn't leave my mouth Does it come as a surprise? Language of averted eyes Silence is what I do best Still I hear it all Wasting time around my head So I talk to myself instead Sitting out the weekend Couldn't do it again Say you want it right now But I wouldn't know how It's something that I can't do Then what am I supposed to? Quite the people pleaser If only I could please her Indecisive feelings of enjoyment Hold the thought, I think I need a moment I'm aware there's something I should tell you But my voice annoys me Bite my tongue off with a smile I can't feel it anymore 'Cause recently the line is blurred Between depression and bliss Now I see that the times don't change They waste away But I just wanna sleep today And I don't wanna talk to you right now, you say But, I'm sitting out the weekend Couldn't do it again Say you want it right now But I wouldn't know how It's something that I can't do Then what am I supposed to? Quite the people pleaser If only I could please her Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I'm talking while you're next to me Did I ruin the moment? If I could tell you how I feel Would you know what the words meant? For sake of conversation Could you read the writings on my sleeve? 'Cause that's the best you're gonna get So maybe I had better leave |
Who Wrote Pleaser By Wallows?
Braeden Lemasters, Cole Preston, Dylan Minnette
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