It's Just A Scratch

The little things, you do to me are, taking me over. I wanna show you.

That everything inside of me, oh. Like a nervous heart, that is crazy beating.

My feet are stuck here, against the pavement. I wanna break free, I wanna make it.

Closer to your eyes, get your attention, before you pass me by.

Back up, back up--take another chance. Don't you mess up, mess up--I don't wanna lose you.

Wake up, wake up--this ain't just a thing that you give up, give up. Don't you say that I'd be better off, better off, sleeping by myself and wondering if I'm better off, better off, without you boy.

And every time you notice me, by holding me closely and saying sweet things. I don't believe that it could be you, speaking your mind and saying the real thing. My feet have broke free and I am leaving. I'm not gonna stand here feeling lonely but I don't regret it, and I don't think it was just a waste of time.

Back up, back up--take another chance. Don't you mess up, mess up--I don't wanna lose you.
Wake up, wake up--this ain't just a thing that you give up, give up. Don't you say that I'd be better off, better off, sleeping by myself and wondering if I'm better off better off, without you boy.

Don't just leave me, hanging on. Don't just leave me, hanging on.

"the little things" --colbie caillat