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My mouth is filled with cotton And my brain is filled with fuzz I'd tell you what I'm thinking If I just knew what it was But when I try to tell you what I think, it always sounds so lame And I don't know what to tell you once I've gotten past your name Oh Veronica, Veronica, I hope you feel the same I'm sick of metaphors I love you, okay? I'm not asking anything I don't want an answer I don't trust words any more They come and go so fast I hear them in the present But you said them in the past And I don't know what to say to make my feelings understood And I'm not sure that I'd want to tell you even if I could But I smile at you and you smile back at me and I feel good I'm sick of metaphors I love you, okay? I'm not asking anything Letras de cancionesI don't want an answer I can't stand similes I love you, okay? I'm not asking anything I don't want an answer I don't need an answer Don't you dare give an answer From Letras Mania