The Sound

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart

I can't believe I forgot your name
Oh, baby, won't you come and get it?
She said: I've got a problem with your tunes and your shoes
But I might move in
Thought that you weren't into me now I'm wondering

You're so conceited, I
Said: I love you
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don't regret it but I'm glad we're through
So don't you tell me that you 'just don't get it'
'Cause I know you do

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart

It's not about reciprocation, it's just all about me
A sympathetic, prophetic, Socratic nothing wannabe
There's so much skin to see
A simple epicurean philosophy

Oh and you say, I'm such a cliché
I can't find the difference in it either way
When we left things to protect my mental health
When you call me when you're bored and you're hanging yourself

You're so conceited, I
Said: I love you
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don't regret it but I'm glad we're through
So don't you tell me that you 'just don't get it'
'Cause I know you do

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
Of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
Of your heart

Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart (your heart, your heart)
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart (the sound of your heart)
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart (your heart yeah)
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound, of your heart