3 A.m., you and I never see each other alone
Stand so tall over me, I'm out on the road
Lay my head down on your bedroom floor
And you say nothing, you just come sit next to me
Baby, you are not as sad as you want me to think
And I'm so narcissistic, I want you to be obsessed with me
I can't enjoy Paris 'cause I can't get away from you
You're like a ghost trapped in my hotel room
It pulls me in so rough by the collar of my coat
When Jess puts on Blue without one word from me
We drive around through Montmartre, we go sightseeing
And the soldiers look around in the rain and the snow and the sleet
I want what I want
So I just stop focusing on the bodies in the basement
The love you and I wasted, bodies in the basement
I fly home from Berlin, I go out at night
'Cause being here with him now doesn't feel right
And you stare at me like I could never love you back
Like a mirror shinin' in my eyes, I know I know better than you
We drive for hours in the wrong direction, starin' at the moon
Staring at the moon
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