Tokyo

Took a train to The House of Light 'cause you saw it In the back of a magazine that you liked so much you bought it Do you ever have a good time but there's still this voice that's Telling you you don't deserve this kind of love, I'm trying? And now I'm crying in a backstreet of a city I don't know And I'm trying to go to parties in a place that I don't belong You said it's just a bad day, trying not to fixate but I'm Crying in the backseat of a taxi in Tokyo In the bar I asked you why you're always on your phone and You told me that you think you'd like me to be more confident Think you meant it like a good thing but it sounded so mean Like you wish you were with someone with a different body And now I'm crying in a backstreet of a city I don't know And I'm trying to go to parties in a place that I don't belong You said it's just a bad day, trying not to fixate but I'm Crying in the backseat of a taxi in Tokyo