Gone for a while, and then blink and revile.
My old habits get confused.
They’ve been placating my mood,
Selling me cheap solitude.
But I’ve run out of reasons to pay.
‘Cause I know you care,
And I’ve grown so tired of not being there.
And I know you care,
So I’m cutting off familiar happenings.
Conjuring up my melancholy.
No, that can’t go on.
Certain my sadness was necessary,
Oh, I’ve been so wrong.
And all this distance that I dispatch won’t ever help me feel less alone.
Stop all that dark and senseless brooding,
Sing a different song.
Don’t get dramatic, this ain’t the movies.
Turn the camera off.
Yeah, all that acting seemed fun at first,
But I’ve been playing this role for too long.
Yeah, all that acting seemed fun at first,
But I’ve been playing this role for too long.
Conjuring up our melancholy.
No, that can’t go on.
Certain our sadness was necessary,
Oh, we’ve been so wrong.
And all this distance that we dispatch won’t ever help us feel less alone.
Stop all that dark and senseless brooding,
Sing a different song.
Don’t get dramatic, this ain’t the movies.
Turn the camera off.
Yeah, all that acting seemed fun at first,
We’ve been playing this role for too long.
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