Underpass, I'm coming down
No chance of relief
Crying eyes and shaking hands
I'm eating up my fear

She thinks she's underdressed
And she's caught in her own head
But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather

And under my breath
She hears my despair
But she likes me better as she sees
straight through the leather
(She can see through his tough persona
and see that he's a soft person on the inside)

Straight through
Straight through

Sleep in Monday's
I hate them
The dishes are mountains
I'm tired
All my love is wasted
I'm feeling like I never had the chance

She thinks she's underdressed
And she's caught in her own head
But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather
And under my breath
She hears my despair
But she likes me better as she sees
straight through the leather

Underpass I'm coming down
I'm feeling like I never had the chance
And she thinks she's underdressed
And she's caught in her own head
But I like her better as she loves this sweater weather
And under my breath
As she hears my despair
And she likes me better
As she sees straight through the leather
Straight through