Lyrics: Simon Oscroft/Dawson Daugherty/Cole Clisby/Luke Fabry
Music: Simon Oscroft/Dawson Daugherty/Cole Clisby/Luke Fabry
(Yeah)
(One, two, three, four!)
Well, I button my shirt and tighten my tie
Wonder if she's coming out tonight
You know, I've been feeling fresh, I'm feeling right
And from the corner of my eye
She walks in the room, yeah, she's elegant (Yeah)
Rolls her eyes at me, man, I'm delicate (I'm delicate)
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant (Woo)
Try to love it (Try to love it), but I hate it (But i hate it)
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
Delicate
Try to love it , but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
I'm starting to doubt myself
I've gotta get real, yeah, I gotta get help
'Cause every time I look in the mirror
I see myself, but it ain't no clearer
Tongue-tied, how you look in that dress, stunning
That kind of beauty can't be bought with money
I might be brittle, I just might break
I try my luck on a different day
'Cause she walks in the room, yeah, she's elegant (She walks in, she's elegant)
Rolls her eyes at me, man, I'm delicate
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant
Try to love it (Try to love it), but I hate it (But I hate it)
And I just, and I just can't fake it I'm
Delicate
Try to love it (Try to love it), but I hate it (But I hate it)
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
D-d-delicate
Relevant
D-d-delicate
She walks in the room, yeah, she's elegant
Rolls her eyes at me, man, I'm delicate
Take a drink, pretend that I'm relevant
Try to love it (Try to love it), but I hate it (But I hate it)
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
Delicate
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
Delicate
Try to love it, but I hate it
And I just, and I just can't fake it, I'm
(Delicate)