Sleeping with the Lights on

I get the feeling that you’re stealing

The love I thought I was giving to you.

Were you concealing

A hidden meaning

Looking at the ceiling, sleeping with the lights on

You were the first one, and the last one

Honest to god as a firing squad

I needed healing

You were appealing

Stop the sinking feeling, sleeping with the lights on

But Luck’s nothing to do with it you

Always wanted more

And now im standing waiting here

for you to come and break my heart once more.

Sticks and stones can't break my bones but
you could kill me with a glance
I was falling
from a building
while I was dreaming , sleeping with the lights on

I get the feeling you're not feeling
all the seasons pass me by
the happy ending
I was expecting
messages were sending, sleeping with the lights on

Love's nothing to do with it you

Always wanted more

And now im standing waiting here

for you to come and break my heart once more.

Back to the start, the love tore us apart again

Back to the start, the love tore us apart again, again

back t the start.

The lives of Others

Tried to be a good friend

People change by the day.

Tried to make it make sense

Keep my feelings at bay.

But still we condescend

On each other’s own lives.

So I tried to defend

But my guns wont arrive.

Im not obsessed with, the lives of others

But in the dark I just can’t help but wonder

Why chase a feeling

I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

Why I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

When the feeling’s chasing me?

Tried to make my own way

But im bungee jumping

Over Hills and far away

Never saw it coming

I made the same mistake

As I did some time ago

Drowning in the lake

Something that I don’t know

 Im not obsessed with, the lives of others

But in the light I just can’t help but wonder

Why chase a feeling

I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

Why I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

I chase a feeling

Why chase a feeling

When the feeling’s chasing me?

How Do you Sleep

We take our chances on separate romances

one for the weekend, and two for the week

Making advances, as long as she dances

the question I ask is, just how do you sleep?

I want to trust you but I don’t believe in 

you take me, and break me, and leave me alone.

Don’t say you love me, I’m just an accessory

take me, and break me, just leave me alone.

They say the chance is, whoever she fancies

is only as good as the friends that you keep

Always the glances, political stances

the question I ask is, just how do you sleep?

I want to trust you but I don’t believe in 

you take me, and break me, and leave me alone.

Don’t say you love me, I’m just an accessory

take me, and break me, just leave me alone.

Victim of the Rebound

I hate to say I told you so but I did

I hate to say you made me go but you did

I needed time away from you that’s what you said

But it won’t make up for the bullshit I was fed

Good things come to those who wait

But I’m an impatient man

Satisfaction always late

Never part of the plan

I hate to think you took me for a fool but you did

I hate to think I was a tool that’s how it is

I needed time to think about it in your bed

Now I know that he was on your mind instead

Now it hurts when I see your face

Just another stab in the back

I’m a mug in any case and

Holding back is what I lack

Words are wet but eyes are dry

You’re the victim of the rebound

Milk is spilt but you’re gonna cry

You’re the victim of the rebound

One week was all it took

Nothing more nothing less

Now it seems that all I see are

Pictures of you on the Internet with him

I hate to think I pounced on you but I did

I hate to think that really you were still his

Even then I thought it’s too good to be true

But in the end I never will forget you

Good things come to those who wait

But I’m an impatient man

Come and Pile on the sympathy

Make me feel better and..

Now I see you’ve fallen out with him again

So this time will you just see me as a friend?

I can’t get your eyebrows out of my mind

Though you had nice eyes I think that you’re blind

You know It hurts when I see your face

Just another stab in the back

I’m a mug in any case and

Holding back is what I lack

Words are wet but eyes are dry

I’m the victim of the rebound

Milk is spilt and I’m gonna cry

I’m the victim of the rebound

One week was all it took, nothing more nothing less

now it seems that all I see are pictures of you on the internet with him.