Hips, Lips & Fingertips

Autor(es): Cordeiro

LETRA:

I don’t know why I came to this place

With a pair of new shoes instead of a bag on the face

Yeah, I don’t know

No, I don’t know

With my bones crashing under the weight

Insecurities and fears widening the empty space

And I don’t know

What I’m supposed to know

The knot in my neck says is not worth the risk

Why bother you with having to say no to my kiss

 

I don’t know why I try everyday

To enjoy myself dancing under the gaze

Of everyone I know

Everyone I know

Way too slow to everybody’s pace

I can’t help but imagine they’re laughing in a way

That I don’t know

No, I don’t know

Their eyes feel like chains warped around my hips

Making them stiff as the line of my lips

Validation on the reach of my fingertips

But still far enough

 

And now my steam is running low

And my feet start to show

I don’t know if I should stay

Way too soon for me to go

Sit all alone with some people that I know

Will it seem weird if I

Spend some time on my phone

While they laugh and they kiss

I go down the abyss

After so much time I should’ve figured this

out. But I go

Every night down this road

Expecting a pot of gold

And I feel like coal

 

I don’t know what I should do instead

Maybe stay in my home

with a book and be sad

Yeah, maybe, I don’t know

Yep, I don’t know

And I know that is all in my head

But it only comes clear

When I lay in my bed

Wishing I had known

When I should’ve known

 

I can’t force my mind to accept the risk

Even when I am dying to get kissed

Rather let it crawl away from my fingertips

Than reaching out to touch

 

And now my steam is running low

And my feet start to show

I don’t know if I should stay

Way too soon for me to go

Sit all alone with some people that I know

Will it seem weird if I

Spend some time on my phone

While they laugh and they kiss

I go down the abyss

After so much time I should’ve figured this

out. But I go

Every night down this road

Expecting a pot of gold

And I feel like coal

 

And, you know, the funny part is that

When I was younger it was all

“Oh god, your son is so well articulate,

So sociable among the adults!”

And

“Jeez, your kid is so talkative! So confident!”

Well, now that went to shit

 

And now my steam is running low

And my feet start to show

I don’t know if I should stay

Way too soon for me to go

Sit all alone with some people that I know

Will it seem weird if I

Spend some time on my phone

While they laugh and they kiss

I go down the abyss

After so much time I should’ve figured this

out. But I go

Every night down this road

Expecting a pot of gold

And I feel like coal