Have I told you that I think you're so fine? A goddamn beautiful mess of every piece of my mind And you haunt me with a ghost-made perfect bliss So teach me how to walk through walls and we can take on anything But I've heard to not tell you anything 'Cause you might think words don't speak my mind Just tiptoe 'round you, but why should I? But why should I? I've caught you a couple times looking over here at me So tell me about the beautiful mess caught up in your mind Have you heard to not tell me anything? 'Cause I might think words don't speak your mind Just tiptoe 'round me, but why should you? But why should you? ♪ What I've done as I've grown Is hide behind these walls I'm not sure what you've been told, but I'm ready to fly on, fly on Been doing this all wrong, all wrong So don't talk about anything And just tiptoe 'round us, but why should we? But why should we? But why should we?