Tragic, Really

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