you keep tugging on my shirt 

just to pull me closer 

one single step at a time 

your skin against mine 

i can just feel you under me 

fit to be tight 



fit to be tight 

fit to be 

fit to be tight 



i feel weak 

grown in wide open spaces 

we turn ourselves inside out 

expose what were afraid to see 

and i know what you're thinking 

i told myself 

you keep pulling 

you keep pulling 



now grown up petrified i think 

no no you don't mean it 

you simply say it 

because you like the way that it sounds 



i feel weak 

grown in wide open spaces 

we turn ourselves inside out 

expose what were afraid to see 

and i know what you're thinking 



i feel weak 

and I give up 

and I give up 

tell me why 

go on and 

and tell me 

tell me 

tell me why 

tell me 

tell me 

i feel weak