Muscle

You called, you would You called, you would You called, you would Can you tell I've been building muscle? I know I'm tough but I have to make sure I can do things you don't have the guts for Sometimes I worry that's all I'm good for (I've been building, yeah) Tell me I couldn't make you happy If I changed everything about me I wanna muscle into your bad dreams And you can tell me you're glad to have me Stuck in my throat And as I choke You're laughing your head off at me (I just wish you'd give it up) Whenever you go I corrode and All my muscles go to sleep (I just want to toughen up) When all the trust I've built up Comes back to bite me in my sleep (I just wish you'd give it up) I'm getting tough More robust so Next time you won't get to me I could change I'm worried if I move my face Oh, that it might get stuck that way But under the muscle we're all the same Oh Oh, I don't need much But maybe I'm just not in touch with I don't need much But maybe I'm just not in touch with I don't need touch But maybe I just want too much of it I don't need touch Maybe I just want too much I don't need love But maybe I'm not warm enough No, I don't need love But maybe I'm not warm enough You call my bluff And suddenly I'm not so tough You call my bluff And suddenly I soften up