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