My books are burning, but I already own the things I know, you know?
Try a little harder, 'cause I won't cry unless you really want
You are being such a twat now, how come you never get to know for sure
If you really love me, or if you love the way I love the rest of the world
You don't need to be with me
You were the girl of my dreams but then I woke up and see
That you would never be entirely free
Until you travel the sea, far away from me (well, c'mon)
You're a dealer in an alley, you are leather inside a car
You're the preacher and the sinner, and you're both at the same time
Can we end up the conversation? These are the wrecks of what we had
All the things we have in common are just tearing us apart
By the way you're not that clever, otherwise you would have seen
That you're standing on the pieces of what never should have been
You resemble the illumination of the things that I don't need
Trust me in my mind I'm clapping, close the door after you leave
You don't need a guy like me
You were the girl of my dreams but then I woke up and see
That you would never be entirely free
Until you travel the sea, far away from me (well c'mon)