Lyrics The Wombats

The Wombats

The English Summer

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