Album Name

Unwritten

Artist

Natasha Bedingfield

Genre

POP

Release Date

2005.08.02

Release Agency

EPIC/PHONOGENIC

Stumble - Natasha Bedingfield
I'm not the kind of girl
you bring to mother
I'm not the kind of girl
you kiss in public
My manners leave
a lot to be desired
At least I'm not a liar
And I'm not about
the subtle innuendo
More likely to throw rocks up
at your window
We'll walk on eggshells
so you don't hear
the crazy things I'm saying
when you get near me
I'd rather disappear
than be faking it anyway
You like me yeah I know it
You're so transparent
How you stumble 'round
those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary
helping me
Cause I can spell
My foot was in my mouth the day
I met you
All my friends they said
I'd never get you
But they don't know it
when they see it
They need glasses to believe it
They don't understand so be it
What can I say anyway
You like me yeah I know it
You're so transparent
How you stumble
'round those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary
Helping me cause I can tell
By the way you turn me
on to your favourite band
By the way you pour me coffee
when I'm too tired to stand
The way you lift me up
when I'm fading
Breathe me in
when I'm suffocating
Don't say that it's
just because you can
Don't be stupid
thinking I've misjudged you
I know enough to know
when someone trusts you
Why fight it now
It isn't gonna hurt you anyway
You like me and I know it
You're so transparent
How you stumble 'round
those words so well
You like me there I said it
Don't need a dictionary
helping me
Cause I can spell
You like me yeah I know it
You're so transparent
How you stumble round
those words
How you stumble