Laying on the grass
Laying on our backs
Looking at the clouds, cumulus
Think it's going to rain
Maybe we should pack our fears away
Away
And oh, I don't have any doubts
Oh no, I could just be myself
It's true you don't judge the things that I do
Vulnerability
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Is it really real?
Feels like it's a steal
Do you really love all of me?
Know I can be an ass
At times a little crass and out of reach
Of reach
And oh, I don't have any doubts
Oh no, I could just be myself with you
Silly as f*cking hell
Yeah it's true you don't judge the things that I do
Vulnerability
Vulnerability
Vulnerability
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Vulnerability
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Vulnerability
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Vulnerability