The way I love you is if I were someone else
And I'm sat here beside myself
God, I can't keep doing this
So I'm moody
And you're so liberated
Truly, I've learned to take a hit
And there's no hope in dodging this one:
The "who's he?
You'll change your mind, you'll let him"
Screw me
I guess I don't know what I want
Who knows better?
Oh, everyone
So this is why we're alive
To procreate, perform, pretend, prescribe
It's just the way things work, unless you're noble and contrite
But not because
The way I love you is if I were someone else
And I'm sat here beside myself
God, I can't keep doing this
Now we're talking, and I know just what he wants
So I stop him
This time I'm honest for once
"Hey, man, this is really not something I do."
But he won't quit, just wants my number as "friends"
And I hate it - how I don't mean to offend him
Though he's not the one shaking
And staring at his shoes
So this is why I'm here?
To cushion someone's ego, pretend it's unclear
The warning in his voice
"Come with me or disappear."
But the way I love you is if I were someone else
And I'm sat here beside myself
God, I can't keep doing this
I know you see me as if there's something wrong
And it's hard not to play along
So I can't keep doing this
I know you see me as if there's something wrong
And it's hard not to play along
So I can't keep doing this