Ask me how I feel.
And have you noticed how I can't hear a word you say,
And I can't cope with the smell of my own fever-sweat.
But if there's something really wrong don't let me know till it's too late.
Reassure me.
Stop me crawling up the walls.
And did you think... you would ever look so good?
And did you think you could?
But if there's something really wrong don't let me know till it's too late.
But if there's something really wrong don't let me know till it's too late.