Album: Live at the Bulls Head
I don't know what you want
I don't know what you see
I've forgotten what is and isn't real
I don't know who you are
You barley know me
All I do know is that this isn't real
This isn't real
This isn't me standing here
I'm not looking at you, I'm not looking at you
This isn't real
This isn't me lying here
It's not my hand, it's not your body I'm touching
I'm not touching you
I don't know how I got here
And I don't know why I stay
It makes me wonder the more I wonder why
I don't know if I'll hang around
Or just move on one day
All I do know is that this isn't real
This isn't real
This isn't me standing here
I'm not looking at you, I'm not looking at you
This isn't real
This isn't me lying here
It's not my hand, it's not your body I'm touching
I'm not touching...you
I don't know how to stay
And I don't want to follow
I don't understand all the in-betweens
I don't know what to say
When you give me that face
All I do know is that this isn't real
This isn't real
This isn't me standing here
I'm not looking at you, I'm not looking at you
This isn't real
This isn't me lying here
It's not my hand, it's not your body I'm touching
I'm not touching you
This isn't real
This isn't me standing here
I'm not looking at you, I'm not looking at you
This isn't real
This isn't me lying here
It's not my hand, it's not your body I'm touching
I'm not touching...you