Pacing a hall in the living room floor
What good is a holiday if you’re an already bored?
Nobody’s picking up, looks like nobody’s home
Nobody cares I exist anymore
What would you do if I handed you a list
Of people to call up and people to dismiss ?
And I could stay here, and you could go fix it
I could just keep to myself forever
Feels like shredded glass down my throat
Shivers down my back and though my clothes
Their bodies, not mine
Their bodies, not mine
I’m totally fucking fine
Digging around in your frenemy’s past
And sharing their business when nobody asked
What is the deal?
What hole would you feel if everyonе stopped in their tracks and paid attention to you?
You got your smilе and your affluent friends
High school reunion, everyone’s so impressed
You’ve conjured a jury of agreeable ones
Anyone’s tell you “you’re the best, you’re so much fun!”
Feels like shredded glass down my throat
Shivers down my back and though my clothes
Their bodies, not mine
Their bodies, not mine
I’m totally fucking fine
Pacing the hall in a living room floor
(Yeah , something like that)