Corin

I think it's funny 'cus I can't read her

Is your smile a tease, or a friendly gesture

I could study linguistics but I don't want to

I need teacher but what can I do?

Give me a clue, give me a sign that will help me!

Please Mr. Schadenfreude, let me be free

It's left me feeling a tad little blue

I need a therapist, but do I want to?

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

'Cus it's plain to see that I – like you

Things are awkward but we waltz anyway

I muster words but I forget what I was gonna say

A small pause and now I recall

I reach out but you still fall –

Out of reach, I'm so alone

I reap, what i've sown

I don't know what i'm tearin' up for

The damn girl won't open the door...

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

'Cus it's plain to see that I – want you

Don't touch me 'cus you'll just tempt me

To grow a spine, to do what's good

Just blind me so I don't see

So I can't love you like I should...

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

Corin!

Let me in!

'Cus it's plain to see that I – love you