Little Insensitive

Turn our backs cuz
How will we ever get along
I guess I don’t care much (I don’t care much)
Things have changed but
I’ve had this feeling all along
Have I taken medication
Am I being too complacent
Let’s put this fist to the test
So we’re gripping hands now (gripping hands now)
Turned the corner
I’ll see the doctor on my own
Oh, hold your tongue
You get a little insensitive
But I’ll let it out
I don’t want to be on my own
You tore me up
I’m getting ready to vent again
But I’ll let it out
I’m dying to catch the last storm
So we’re gripping hands now (gripping hands now)
Turn our backs but
I never want to be alone
I guess I don’t care much (I don’t care much)
And I’m losing touch
Oh, I’m losing it
Oh, hold your tongue
You get a little insensitive
But I’ll let it out
I don’t want to be on my own
You tore me up
I’m getting ready to vent again
But I’ll let it out
I’m dying to catch the last storm