Passiona

Intro: (x2) verse 1 stop The people in the apartments across the street, literally and metaphorically look down on me Tangled in tenderness Why do I have to live like this? I was tempted by your company And you've already noticed me I'm sorry for what I say when I don't know what I'm saying And you don't have to play this cat and mouse game I am playing I'm just a pretty sad person in a quite surreal place And I don't look up from my phone because I know I won't see your face stop And it's pathetic, it's also not a competition And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me stop And I've always been the one who cares too much verse 2 And I hope you're happy, I hope you've slept I'll try not write another record about the pain in my chest stop I'm just so glad I could be someone that you wanted And I don't recognise these stars, I'm unfamiliar with this skyline I was born and bred in bars, now nothing man-made is in my eyeline Turn and walk back to the house that they saved after the war And I am questioned once again Get asked what I would do that for And our host tells me I'm sick Tentatively hands me a spliff And I know he's forgotten my name But I don't remember his And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me stop And I've always been the one who cares too much Hook And oh god if only it was that easy to run From what I've achieved, I've let it define me I'm having panic attacks on German TV This is not work ethic, it's survival technique And there's nothing I can really do So I sit in the band room, start fights to get attention from you There is nothing I am qualified or smart enough to do Sit in the band room and start fights to get attention from you verse 3 I walk off into the corn field, every cut's a new relief I might stop talking altogether if you stop talking to me And if I'm really supposed to be here Why has no one come to that conclusion I'm out of place amongst the band boys I can't suspend disillusion And music industry professionals yeah they can all go and fuck themselves And it's just me and Chris, but he's stoned as shit and passing out That was okay once, for some reason it's sad now For some reason it's sad now, for some reason it's sad