I know that’s not you on the bus ’cause you always take taxis So the thought that’d I’d see you in London is just a fake fantasy I wish you hadn’t said that to my heart when you took that away from me Well, that’s in the past like I’ll never see who’s in the backseat
And I hate your reasoning take what you need from my past Construct a pretty story about a first love But you’d never have touched my heart if you thought it would mean progress So take what you need from the past and construct your new moments
And it’s you – I didn’t think that I’d have to say But I miss you and think of you almost every single day And it’s you – I thought I would be braver But you left me too long, my heart flipped to a screensaver To a screensaver…
Put me in your book when you inevitably make it to fame Just make sure you’re proxy, make sure to use my fake name Call me Hitler, no one will notice the fucking difference Call it Stalingrad, starve them out this time you’ll write the history books
But I love your reasoning take what you need from my past We’ll try again, we’ll pretend this could last You can touch my heart, make sure it’s dead, you know you’ll never make progress When the spark inside me has gone, I’m just a two-chambered coke-head
But it’s you – I didn’t think that I’d have to say But darling, I miss you and think of you almost every single day And it’s you – I thought I would be braver But you left me too long, my heart flipped to a screensaver To a screensaver…