My words are awkward as the break out
Hey pretty girl, do you wanna make out?
Cuz if you wanna make out I'll let you make out with me.

I'm a sissy, yes I'm a pansie
But my words are bold as they escape me
Hey pretty girl, do you wanna make babies... with me?

I've got a heavy cloud of words
I'm raining things I'll never say
My lips are jammed... My shirt is stained

I'm reaching out my hand
Touched the mirror like
I'll touch your face, your lips, your hands
Our sweet embrace

Then I'll look behind
It's all in my mind
But maybe next time

Words are awkward..

My words are awkward as the break out
Hey pretty girl, do you wanna make out?
Cuz if you wanna make out I'll let you make out with me.

I'm a sissy, yes I'm a pansie
But my words are bold as they escape me
Hey pretty girl, do you wanna make babies... with me?