In a sea of mess
Dislocated headspace
There's no greener grass
I just need to fixate
On you
With some big and doe-y eyes
And I know you'll
Make me cry
But at least I'll feel alive
Alive
Tender
Tender
Could I tend to you
Tender
Tender
Won't take much room
I don't feel
Inside my body
Hovering for you
To notice me
Tender, tender
Would you look me
In the eyes
Tender, tender
I can't look you
In the eyes
Tender, tender
I'm not asking for much
Tender, tender
I could stay
However long you want