Ghosts of the Pacific - Wonderful Mess Lyrics

I got no fire, to place inside your head
Got no desire, to pull you like a thread
You know I'm easy, guess I try my best
Don't get uneasy, If you do then save your breath

Still see your colors shine, underneath right to the core
Still see that wicked smile, walking out the door

I'm weightless on your shoulders, so I must confess you are, girl you are a wonderful mess.

I see you grabbing, every straw that's in the air
They turn to candy, as you reach they dissappear
I'm tired of feelings, just unfix the ones that hurt?
If you think on leaving, you can find me back on earth

Still see your colors shine, underneath right to the core
Still see that wicked smile, walking out the door