Im here in a picture but the paint isn’t dry
And im saturated by his solemn cry
I don’t wanna be here any longer than you
And I don’t want you to think that I do
Its my story I’ll decide on the stakes
Just as long as I sort out the queers from the fakes
So show me whats hid underneath your attire
Before I add flame to the fire
CHORUS
Im not sorry for staring
Im not sorry for staring
Its only cos your beautiful
NO ones ever been so beautiful
Ive got my intentions and your playin it cool
As we’re both reaching for the appropriate tool
But a weapon is nothing if love isn’t war
And I know I aint loved you before
You speak through the silence when I am all ears
And collide with the truth after 4 or 5 beers
Regrets in the morning but don’t blame the sun
For shedding the light on the things that you’ve done - CHORUS
CHORUS