Be Yr Man - Hand Habits

I've turned into the windowsill in your bedroom

In your bedroom

I've turned into a desk on the floor with some leg room

Some leg room

I've been hiding out underneath your covers

I've been covers

I've been trying to find out if I could be your lover

Lover

We are the same I want to hold your hand

We are the same I want to meet your friends

We are the same I want to do what I can

We are the same I wanna be your man but I can't

No I can't

I've turned into the doorway into your living room

Your living room

I feel like an old guitar that

Is out of tune I am out of tune

I've been outside your door screaming for a little while

Yeah little while

I've been trying to find out if I could be your style

Your style

We are the same I want to hold your hand

We are the same I want to meet your friends

We are the same I want to do what I can

We are the same I wanna be your man but I can't

No I can't

Even lakes and ponds feel the tides sometimes once in a while

Underwater I believe everything is fine it's alright

I've been trying hard to make sense of this

Sense of this

Honey aren't you glad this isn't ambiguous heavy mess

We are the same I want to hold your hand

We are the same I want to meet your friends

We are the same I want to do what I can

We are the same I wanna be your man

We are the same I want to hold your hand

We are the same I want to meet your friends

We are the same I want to do what I can

We are the same I wanna be your man but I can't

No I can't

No I can't