Singing for the lonely, you're not the only one who feels this
I'm so scared of what I'm doing, all the time
Here comes wasted head-space, paranoia, anger, misplaced
Feelings leave me nowhere, all the time
I don't wake up early every morning
'Cause the more I sleep, the less I have to say
Scared of you, always thinking that I'm boring
Stop me yawning my life away
Tender young confusion, send black Mariah for blue delusions
Lays heavy, oh so heavy, on my mind
I'm so sick of people's expectations,
leaves me tired all the time
If your home's full of worthless aggravation
Then don't bring it to mine
I seem to spend my life just waiting for the Chorus
'Cause the verse is never nearly good enough
The hooligan half of me that steals from Woolworth's
While the other lives for love
I'm so sick of people's expectations, leaves me tired all the time
If your home's full of worthless aggravation
Then don't bring it to mine
Singing for the lonely, you're not the only one who feels this
I'm so scared of what I'm doing, all the time
Singing for the lonely, you're not the only one who feels this
Scared of what I'm doing, all the time