Soft Spot Songtext
von 100%

Unprepared with a capital F
While other boys are making movements to the west
Restless hands rearrange the mess, oh-oh
Sort the mess to create a new mess
Sort the mess to create a new mess

Stole your light, put it into my rock
Took your warmth, now there′s a smallness in the way that you talk
Worried hands reconfigure the S

Ignore the mess, but create a new mess


Sort the mess to create a new mess

You made a mess, I couldn't add to the mess

Saved a mess, instead I′ll send you a text

Went to bed dreaming
They covered you in graffiti
Took what I wanted, but
I will return what I needed
If it means you'll be
Less blue than me

Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh