Paroles de Inordinate

Cup our hands to catch the blame feel left out if there’s no shame Well, I guess I came to London ‘cos no-one knew my name sick of working overtime writing stupid games A place I’d heard romanticised in Pet Shop Boys songs the city knows no favourites I could do no wrong Sometimes I talk the wrong words Sometimes I kiss the wrong birds and hit the floor without ever falling down Sign a figure of hate focus on the wrong man You run around in circles Catch yourself if you can Throw toys into the void wait until they make a sound insecure and paranoid and never coming down I’m not a proper person You don’t dream like me I’m not like normal people You don’t have to believe It really doesn’t matter You say that I’m the same Watch the snow-globe shatter Lose the pieces in the rain Ignorance is bliss That much is true I wish I could forget How much I loved you I know I’m not alone And I’ve got what I need This empty bed’s a blessing and I no longer bleed