Letra de ' Oh Well ' de Love In Hate Nation

Her hair, black as a feather
Her black jacket of leather
So thick eyeliner
No chick could be finer

I’m nervous that the stuff is on my mind
These thoughts are thoughts so dangerous to think
I can’t ignore or leave ’em behind
’Cause when I stop thinkin’ about her then my heart starts to sink

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la
My brain says na-na-na
But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express
The notions I suppress
Emotions I dare not say

Even if I could
I do not think I would
Have the strength to tell

‘Cause if I tell her what I feel
I don’t think that she could deal
So I’ll just remain here in my hell

Besides the world isn’t ready
For two girls going steady
I’ll just keep it to myself, oh well

Oh well

Her hair she fixes daily
Her freaky ukulele
She sings to me and I think of birds
Soaring through the hallways
Casting shadows on the dirty floor

I was never one for flowery words
But I guess the way that I feel now
I’ve never felt before

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la
My brain says na-na-na
But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express
The notions I suppress
Emotions I cannot say

And even if I could
I do not think I would
Have the guts to tell

‘Cause if I tell her what’s inside
Oh I know she’s gonna hide
I’ll be left alone here in my hell

Besides the world isn’t ready
For two girls going steady
I’ll just keep it to myself, oh well

I feel her there

I saw, my stare

Now my pulse is going boom-boom-boom-skh
My mouth is dry

The tension's high

My heart’s convulsing going
Boom-boom-boom-skh

If she had a choice
I bet she’d use her voice
To say the things that
We must keep unsaid

Or is that all in my head

I put it out of my head

No, she doesn't know

She doesn't

Know

I wish I could tell her
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Bop-sha-bop, bop-sha-bop, bop-sha-bop
Of the things I want to tell her

Like

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la
My brain says na-na-na
But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express
The notions I suppress
Emotions I should not say

I guess I could right now
But I would not know how
To begin to tell

I’ll ignore the nagging sting
And pretend it’s not a thing
I’ll keep quiet when I wanna yell

I don’t know if I’m ready
For two girls going steady
I’ll just keep it to myself

Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well
Oh well

Oh well
Oh well

Sha-la-la