Covers

[Verse 1]
Excuse me if this one winds up impersonal
I've tried to write a song 'bout you before
And all the minutia I've sung about (Yeah)
Can't do you justice like I use 'em for
You're too mature
I say that's new like you to impress you
We went to Harlem, just met you
You sipped Coquito, danced on the roof
Took the same train my friends told me to
I have no problem bein' me but bein' me left me alone, yeah
How do I opеn my room to you
When all my laundry's on the floor?

[Chorus]
That ain't what the good songs do
Oh, no, I'd sing you covеrs
And you'd feel it in the way I'd sing to you, it's true
Oh no, baby we'll be lovers
And my words have failed me here before, but my voice won't
My heart is true, oh
No, I'd sing you covers
And I'd feel safe in the way I'd sing to you (It's true)
Oh no, maybe we'll be lovers
And my words have failed me here before, but my voice won't
My heart is true, no

[Verse 2]
Of all the essays I've written about myself
And the ways that I can feel when I am down and won't let go (They all say Ceebo let go)
I can't tell you how much fear I have when you say "Talk to me"
Hence why quotations float around
When I'm alone
I would [?] and Stevey Stevens
Demarco I'd remark, yeah
He really hits it home, for me
But of all the pain inside our brains, yeah
[?] helps us keep it sane, and
Recollect the passion
In the paintings I make when I'm writing 'bout your flame, but

[Chorus]
That ain't what the good songs say
So, no, I'd sing you covers
And you'd feel it in the way I'd sing to you, it's true
Oh no, baby we'll be lovers
And my words have failed me here before, but my voice won't
My heart is true, oh
No, I'd sing you covers
And I'd feel safe in the way I'd sing to you (It's true)
Oh no, maybe we'll be lovers
And my words have failed me here before, but my voice won't
My heart is true, no

[Outro]
Look, this is probably corny, but I've been afraid to get back into this for a while. I've been trying to let go of all this stuff to be a better me. You're the first thing in a long time I've wanted to hold on to
(They all say Ceebo let go)