KATE NASH, "Pumpkin soup"

KATE NASH - PUMPKIN SOUP (MADE OF BRICKS)
You're chatting to me, like we connect

But I don't even know if we're still friends

It's so confusing,

Understanding you is making me not want to do

And think things like: 'I know I should do'But I trip up and then I lose

I hate looking like a fool

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss

The lights are on and someone's home I'm not sure if they're alone

There's someone else inside my head, living there too fills me with dread

This paranoia is distressing, but I spend most of my night guessing

Are we not, are we together. Will this make our lives much better

I'm not in love I just wanna be touched

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss

Wops I think I've got too close

'Cause now he's telling me I'm girl that he likes most

Now I messed up it's not the first timeI'm not saying you're not on my mind

I hope that you don't think I'm unkind

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss

I just want your kiss boy, kiss boy, kiss boy

I just want your kiss