Nice Things

Don’t take it the wrong way

But I don’t wanna hold your hand

When I hear myself say it out loud it doesn’t make any sense

No I don’t wanna hold your hand

I don’t like nice things

You wish me good morning

Then I just disappoint again

It’s not that I’m upset, I swear I’m just as confused as you

A harsh surface but I’m cashmere

Why don’t I like nice things?

Guess I don’t like nice things

I can barely express my love

Oh it rarely comes in words

Sorry

Sorry I don’t like this party

I don’t like nice things

Guess I don’t like nice things

Guess I don’t like nice things

Nice things