Please Don't Answer Me

Nightmare Of You

I was wondering, 
While you were in the bar with me. 
Did the candle by you, 
Signal a flame inside your jeans? 

But please don't answer me. 
My drink just became three. 
And yes I am scared, 
Of what the truth may be. 

And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break. 

I was wondering, 
Is my name in your book tonight? 
Is there a page or five, 
Concerning me and you? 
Oh nevermind. 

But please don't answer me. 
I couldn't spare the wait. 
You were dumb, dull, and broke, 
And yet I still feel like I am great. 

And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And you turned on the break.. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break. 

And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break. 

And it feels like I've been hit by a motorbike. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break. 
Sure, it's lonely but it's safe. 
And gentle on the break.