I'm Actual Sözleri

Can we take the next hour and talk about me?

Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me

Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me

Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

And my hatred for corporate magazines

You know they don't speak to me

The irony is they won't speak with me

I place you on a window sill

Cut notches up and down the door

My surprise I woke up one morning

And there in your place lay a note

It read, "Baby, You love me just ain't good enough.

I found sunlight 6 hours away.

You watered me down 'til I drifted abound

Somewhere far from your shade."

I shadow my former self

One's whole and now lonelier is just full of holes

red waxing paints me all clear

When the big hand strikes 12, I disappear

Well the angels of fate can they lie to your face and if they,

To keep you away

You watered me down 'til I drifted abound

Somewhere far from your shade

Now you on your back has buried the past

Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me

Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me

Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

And my hatred for corporate magazines

You know they don't speak to me

The irony is they won't speak with me