Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
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Hurry up!
Sitting there right next to her
She's sitting next to me, so close
I knew I made a [?] that night
Think I wanted to propose
But I didn't have a ring
And I was too nervous to say a thing
When I just babbled on and on
When I just babbled on and on
Talking to her on the phone
Not quite knowing what to say
Then I just went on and on
Maybe I was just too afraid
Of silence or of freezing up
Or I was afraid of looking dumb
So I just babbled on and on
So I just babbled on and on
Why'd I keep saying these stupid things?
I felt like I was in a rut
Now I wish I hadn't spoken
Now I went to get my nails cut
[?] anyway
'Cause I had nothing real to say
When I just babbled on and on
When I just babbled on and on
Babbling was written by Fracture (Punk).