Tragic, Really

Sick from the guilt
But I'd never admit to myself
That I'm somewhere else
You've been so patient
I'm waiting for the feeling I knew
But it's never with you

I'm laying still in your bed

'Cause I'm so complacent
When we're naked
Kissing on my skin
Everywhere he's been
The way you see me
Tragic, really
I never love what's mine
Story of my life

His sofa's green
In my wet dreams
I know he's not an option now
But it's something that I think about

I'd live in his bed
But I'm stuck here instead

'Cause I'm so complacent
When we're naked
Kissing on my skin
Everywhere he's been
The way you see me
Tragic, really
I never love what's mine
Story of my life

It feels so forced to love you
It feels so forced to touch you
Don't blame yourself
It's someone else
That I can't stay

'Cause I'm so complacent
When we're naked
Kissing on my skin
Wishing you were him