I’ve got something I think I really wanna tell ya

I should have told her

I should have said

You’re too beautiful to be looking at books

And she would know

That it meant I thought she was gorgeous

Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal

Just high enough for her to fall into my arms

But before I could say another word

She clasped her hand over my mouth

The one with a tattoo along the ridge of her thumb

It said smile

And that’s what she was making me do