[Intro – Solo acoustic guitar, fingerpicked; audible finger movement and subtle fret squeaks; intimate, unhurried] [Verse 1 – Fingerpicked acoustic, close vocal, restrained] I was doing alright I had nothing to prove I could sit in a room And not think about you I could talk to your friends I could laugh, I could smile I could tell myself It was nothing, all just a trial Then you looked up The whole thing changed Like somebody moved All sense from my brain I don't know what you want I don't know what you see But you're making it difficult To keep being me [Pre-Chorus – Guitar gradually adds muted strums and soft body taps] So don't come any closer Don't make this harder than it has to be I've got a perfectly sensible heart Somewhere underneath me [Chorus – Big acoustic strumming, percussive guitar hits, doubled vocals] Don't look at me like that You know exactly what you do Don't look at me like that I'm trying not to fall for you I can turn away I can count to ten I can tell myself We're better off as friends But don't look at me like that Don't look at me like that Because I don't know how To look away.. [Verse 2 – Return to fingerpicking; occasional thumb slap and muted strings] You lean against the doorway Like you've got nowhere else to be And somehow every word Sounds different when said to me You don't have to touch me You don't have to say my name There's something in the silence And it's driving me insane I know this is foolish I know where this could go But every time you leave I find another reason not to go And I've become remarkably bad At pretending I don't know [Pre-Chorus – Stronger rhythmic tapping, guitar building] So don't come any closer Don't make this harder than it has to be I've got a perfectly sensible heart But it's losing its argument with me [Chorus – Big, full acoustic attack; vocal harmonies] Don't look at me like that You know exactly what you do Don't look at me like that I'm trying not to fall for you I can turn away I can count to ten I can tell myself I'm better off as friends But don't look at me like that Don't look at me like that Because I don't know how To look away.. [Instrumental Break – Acoustic guitar only; rhythmic fingerstyle with muted string slaps, heel-of-hand percussion and golpe-style body taps; build intensity without drums] [Bridge – Guitar drops back to sparse fingerpicking; vocal almost whispered] Maybe it's your eyes Maybe it's the way you hesitate Maybe it's the half-second pause Before you walk away Maybe I'm imagining Every little sign Maybe you're just being kind [Short pause] But if that's true Why are you still looking at me Like that? [Final Chorus – Largest acoustic performance; aggressive strumming mixed with fingerstyle accents, percussive body hits and layered vocals] Don't look at me like that You know exactly what you do Don't look at me like that I'm trying not to fall for you I can turn away I can count to ten I can tell myself I'm better off as friends But don't look at me like that Don't look at me like that Because I don't know how To look away from you Don't look at me like that Don't make me tell the truth Don't look at me like that When I'm already falling into you [Outro – Guitar gradually strips back to fingerpicking; final chord rings naturally, fret noise audible] Don't look at me like that... Don't. Look. At me... Like that. [End]
