Running out of breath
Chasing down the big parade,
Raising up my hand,
Thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me
All of these illusions,
They really mean the world to me, me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
In and out of space,
I'm always somewhere in between,
I try to make amends
But instead I make a mess of things, for me
I try to paint by numbers,
But nothing's black and white to me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth,
And no one can stand inside your shoes but you
Don't make me out to be this helpless child misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy
Your Sympathy Video (MV)
Performed By: Mika
Language: English
Written by: MARR, PENNIMAN, SUPA, RICHIE SUPA, JODI MARR, MICHAEL HOLBROOK PENNIMAN
Mika - Your Sympathy Lyrics
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Running out of breath
Chasing down the big parade,
Raising up my hand,
Thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me
All of these illusions,
They really mean the world to me, me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
In and out of space,
I'm always somewhere in between,
I try to make amends
But instead I make a mess of things, for me
I try to paint by numbers,
But nothing's black and white to me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth,
And no one can stand inside your shoes but you
Don't make me out to be this helpless child misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy
Chasing down the big parade,
Raising up my hand,
Thought I'd beg the marching band to play, for me
All of these illusions,
They really mean the world to me, me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
In and out of space,
I'm always somewhere in between,
I try to make amends
But instead I make a mess of things, for me
I try to paint by numbers,
But nothing's black and white to me
Don't make me out to be this helpless child of misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
Nothing and no one can make your lies the truth,
And no one can stand inside your shoes but you
Don't make me out to be this helpless child misery,
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy
Writer: MARR, PENNIMAN, SUPA, RICHIE SUPA, JODI MARR, MICHAEL HOLBROOK PENNIMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.