I just found out today
In her chambers where she lay
The paintings that she hangs are all self-portraits
Happy Saturday
That's an easy thing to say
When every thought inside your brain is worth a fortune
Play pretend
There was a time when I could get over it
That was when
I was happy being alone again
I can't believe this mess
I think she calmly said
Through her hushed and heavy breaths, "you should be leaving"
But I was too impressed
By the glimpse inside her head
And with my ear against her breast I heard the beating
Play pretend
There was a time when I could get over it
That was when
I was happy being alone again
So paint me in
Put me in the space I'm supposed to fit
Blame me then
If that's what it takes to get over it
I'm not happy being alone again
I'm not happy being alone again