Underpass, I'm coming down No chance of relief Crying eyes and shaking hands I'm eating up my fear
She thinks she's underdressed And she's caught in her own head But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather
And under my breath She hears my despair But she likes me better as she sees straight through the leather (She can see through his tough persona and see that he's a soft person on the inside)
Straight through Straight through
Sleep in Monday's I hate them The dishes are mountains I'm tired All my love is wasted I'm feeling like I never had the chance
She thinks she's underdressed And she's caught in her own head But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather And under my breath She hears my despair But she likes me better as she sees straight through the leather
Underpass I'm coming down I'm feeling like I never had the chance And she thinks she's underdressed And she's caught in her own head But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather And under my breath As she hears my despair And she likes me better As she sees straight through the leather Straight through