Paul Westerberg - Dyslexic Heart

Na nanana na nanana na na
Na na na na nana etc
Ah ah ah

You shoot me glances and they're so hard to read
I misconstrue what you mean
Slip me a napkin and now that you start
Is this your name or a doctor's eye chart

I try and comprehend you but I got a dyslexic heart
I ain't dying to offend you, I got a dyslexic heart

Thanks for the book, now my table is ready
Is this a library or bar
Between the covers I thought you were ready
A half angel, half tart

Do I read you correctly, lead me directly
Help me with this part
Do I hate you Do I date you
Do I got a dyslexic Heart

You keep swayin' what are you sayin'
Thinking 'bout stayin'
Or are you just playing, making passes
Well, my heart could use some glasses