Geography Is Cruel

Geography is cruel
I can say the same about you
I am hopelessly unamused, setting fire to my room

And I hoping that you're burning for me too
And I know it's hard to say this
Cos your tonsils have been aching
But I figured that this could be our chance to talk

Geography is cruel
I can say the same about you
I am hopelessly unamused, setting fire to my room
Geography is cruel
And it could take some getting used to
That when I'm far away, I sit away playing restless
Hoping to

And you're hoping that I'm restless for you too
In the morning when you wake up and your putting on your make up
And you figure this could be your chance to show
And it seems that just as easily as fiction turns to facts
And then right back
We were placed here just as randomly as any, city on the map