People say they like me
but how can I believe
when they also like you
and you’re exactly the one i hate
people sometimes say
that I’m quiet creative
but it’s so confusing
they say it to you as well
I will stay forever alone
in my deep and dark thoughts
in the corner of the bar
waiting for a good talk
and at some point you ask me why
I’m the one with the saddest smile
I [bad word] across
very disillusioned
but I do crossword searches all night
you’re living your lives
beneath the LCD light
where real love serves you day by day
the lack of sensitivity in you
is so ugly
and i know
I will stay forever alone
in my deep and dark thoughts
in the corner of the bar
waiting for a good time
and at some point you ask me why
I’m the one with the saddest smile