“I sorta wish you’d call,
Then again, not at all,
‘Cause I’m not ready to go steady,
But I’d like to know I’m not the muse,
Who paints your portrait and goes down on you,
Then gets the shovel and the sweep under,
Until you deem it due time to exhume her.”
— Anna Nalick
Smug Singleton 
Hi! So great to bump into a fellow Anna fan! 🙂 I’m obsessed with this song too, actually. But with English not being my first language, it’s hard for me to catch all of the words. Do you happen to have the full lyrics, by any chance? If so, would you post them and do me the greatest favor ever!?? ;P Thanks either way! I’ll be following your blog! xx
Hey! Sorry, no, I can’t actually find all the lyrics online anywhere, but I’m trying to learn them by listening to the song over and over again! If I ever learn them all I’ll post them here. Thanks for the follow!
No problem, thank you very much anyway! 🙂