Tragic, Really کے بول

Sick from the guilt But I'd never admit to myself That I'm somewhere else You've been so patient I'm waiting for the feeling I knew But it's never with you I'm laying still in your bed 'Cause I'm so complacent When we're naked Kissing on my skin Everywhere he's been The way you see me Tragic, really I never love what's mine Story of my life His sofa's green In my wet dreams I know he's not an option now But it's something that I think about I'd live in his bed But I'm stuck here instead 'Cause I'm so complacent When we're naked Kissing on my skin Everywhere he's been The way you see me Tragic, really I never love what's mine Story of my life It feels so forced to love you It feels so forced to touch you Don't blame yourself It's someone else That I can't stay 'Cause I'm so complacent When we're naked Kissing on my skin Wishing you were him