I wish I were sad
Like a cliche granny stuck to the stars
For tall dark and handsome strangers
I wish I were washed up at the edge of my life
So I could feel genuine about
Leaving the light on just because it makes it feel
Like someone might be home
A knocking on the door
Just makes me feel more
Like sitting here by myself
And a letter makes me cry
And I'm a little boy again
Feeling so...
Left out, hoping as I leave that someone might be home
I am nothing special the roles trap me too
I am nothing special the roles trap me too
I am nothing special the roles trap me too
I am nothing special.
Someone might be home
