The English Summer The Wombats

Maybe it's the English summer Maybe it's the atmosphere But it's got me seeing stars when I'm with you Maybe this is all theatrics Maybe it's very clear That I'm dripping over your every single move And there's an animal inside of me And he's feeding off every word you say He pulls my hair, he coerces me Into a world where romance is just a game This awkward feeling is getting in the way Maybe it's about your future Maybe it's about your past But sweetheart, it's just the present that needs some glue Maybe I should play the percentage, yeah Maybe I should do the math Cause on paper I'm way too soft a touch for you And there's an animal inside of me And he's feeding off every word you say He pulls my hair, he coerces me Into a world where romance is just a game And there's an animal inside of me And he's feeding off every word you say He pulls my hair, he coerces me Into a world where romance is just a game And this awkward feeling is getting in the way And this awkward feeling is getting in the way And this awkward feeling, is begging for you to stay