Testo What Ever Happened To The High Five

Tell me a lie, the kind that makes our wounds heal

And warm us in the cold

We're sleeping in; I never want us to get up

You're an apology left unheard
Cut her up and put her in your scrapbook



You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way

Spread you wide open, spread you wide open

You are the skills that I lack, yea!



Tell me I'm sure, I wouldn't want to make this awkward

And yell out ex's names
You're dreaming of leaving

You're an apology left unheard

Kiss her soft and put her in your trophy case



You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way

Spread you wide open, spread you wide open

You are the skills that I lack



You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way

Spread you wide open, spread you wide open

You are the skills that I lack



You, you're moving slow and I never react the right way

Spread you wide open, spread you wide open

You are the skills that I lack



Yea!

Here we go!

Stop.