Sit Tight - Field Music

I’ve been sitting tight didn’t know

Waiting for a chance to stop dead

Don’t believe to be just forcing a useless joke

Fool everyone even myself especially myself

I’ve been hanging on for so long

Waiting for you to open your mouth

Stop all your weeping and spit it all out

I’m sick of all your talk

But I want you to talk I want just to talk

And even if it doesn’t change

And nothing seems quite right again

It’ll be fine because if it ends then it must be

I’ve been sitting here quiet all of this time

Had your fingers against my eyes, your lips, your shoes

My breath, your tongue, your skin, my lips, your lies