歌词
The intimacy of makeup counters
There's not enough products and powders you can put on me
The touch of your hand to my face
And the way that you're talkin' softly
It's not enough attention for me
How you gonna fill unfillable?
How you gonna feel unfeelable?
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not physical enough
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not physical
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not nearly
Even with your soft obsession
It's not enough attention for me
Even with another mention
You should've made a difference by now
Even with your soft obsession
It's not enough attention for me
Even with another mention
It's not nearly physical enough
But if we wrap ourselves in waves of light
And we affix the stars to the sky
They'll hold their light for just a little longer
Before the sun rises and falls
Do you feel everything and then nothing?
How you gonna fill unfillable?
How you gonna feel unfeelable?
You're passing up on the real stuff
And you're waking up on stars
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not physical enough
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not nearly
Even with your soft obsession
It's not enough attention for me
Even with another mention
You should've made a difference by now
Even with your soft obsession
It's not enough attention for me
Even with another mention
It's not nearly physical enough
The way you're talking softly
And your attention on me
It's not physical enough
The way you're talking softly
And your attention on me
It's not physical enough
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not nearly
You're passing up on the real stuff
It's not nearly
Written by: Jonnine Standish, Nigel Yang
