no baby!

[nearhour]

a slit on the palm, i feel it bleed
but do i read the signs!
it all resigns from the life, wish the knife could
tell my fortune!

but it rather keep me in grip!
it rather keep me in suspense.

beating heart, can tell what the mind cant, tell me i need you.\
you like to play hard to get, and i like to see if i can,
get what i dont need, and thats you.

you take it for granted and i take you for what youre willing to give, i live for the day where i meet you in the hall.
i feel my heart fall, it tumbles with a sense of getting up, but im helpless, like all my actions. i feel it breathe but you cant teach what you dont know.
can you? can you? yeah i love to hate you, i love to hate you, yeah i love you.

but it rather keep me in grip.
yes love, you keep me in grip.
it rather keep me in suspense,
yeah you rather keep me in suspense.