Songtext von Poor Grammar

This life is punctuated by some missteps Failing to glean the right emphasis and the meaning This life is punctuated like a texting session Between two overheated, insecure teens You try to say what you mean I have to leave, but I'm not ready Lip-sync the comforting scene Trembling jaws can't stop stuttering I can't see you when I need to How am I supposed to get through? Method-actor, suffering Try repeating once again this time with feeling Premeditated like some sick joke Waited all night for you Waited all night for you