Stir Around Lyrics

You can try to talk, talk, talk, me down

But I'm the one who likes to stir around

You don't know what to say, say, say

It doesn't matter either way

You might find you don't wanna be that kind

You might find

You might find you don't wanna be that kind

You might find

Give it up

All your friends they just want a cut

Keep your hands to yourself

Said the one with charges on the shelf

You might find you don't wanna be that kind

You might find

You might find you don't wanna be that kind

You might find

There's nothing left to say

Nothing left to say

Nothing left to say

Nothing left to say

There's nothing left to say

Nothing left to say

Nothing left to say

Nothing left to say