[00:00:17] It feels like a joke that only she knows
[00:00:23] I couldn't tell you where Angela goes
[00:00:27] When I'm with her, it's like we're on fire
[00:00:32] But I'm only half of what sits in her mind
[00:00:36] I'm getting tired of this history, woman
[00:00:45] I'm getting tired of the mystery, woman
[00:00:54] Soft when I touch, rigid and pure
[00:00:59] The green in her eyes paint a world that's obscure
[00:01:03] I'm down on sleep, trying my best
[00:01:08] Trying's been trying, I'm feeling depressed
[00:01:12] I'm getting tired of this history, woman
[00:01:22] I'm getting tired of the mystery, woman
[00:01:30] On a limb, all for you
[00:01:32] Squeeze until my heart turns blue
[00:01:34] Braid my hair in your room