Servant-the HIATUS

Just a bit too perfect

Well I'm a bit too broken

You're bit too slippery to get a handle on

Just a bit too sugary

Or a bit too pristine

I'm a bit too cynical to fit into that mold

Let me get on now

I will go with you

Let me get on now

What is wrong with you

Let me get on now

I will hit the lights and get you out

Just let me hear the stories

Just let me hold it one time

Just let me kill the pain that you are feeling all this time

Sounds a bit too sneaky

Or a bit too wordy

Still a bit too eraly to say what it means for us

Just a bit too clever

And a bit too busy

Seems a bit too optimistic and a bit too neat

Got a bit too crowded

And a bit too rowdy

Let's find a place to make out with each other on the streets

It's a bit too social

Little a bit too modest

And a bit too complicated

Too much for my taste

Let me get on now

I will go with you

Let me get on now

What is wrong with you

Let me get on now

I will hit the lights and get you out

Just let me hear the stories

Just let me hold it one time

Just let me kill the pain that you are feeling all this time ah

You're a bit too trusting

And I'm a bit too eager

Let me get my shit together and I'll be right with you

Just a bit too ruthless

Or a bit too dicey

It's a bit too stimulating here for peace of mind

Let me be your servant

Let me be your brother

Let me be the one that always stands by the truth

Just let me tell you something

Just let me do what I've sworn to

Just a bit too perfect

Well I'm a bit too broken

You're bit too slippery to get a handle on