Lonely

I could be a martyr, let down my guard Then you could break my heart when you wanted to I could cut the cord and just disappear Or we could stick it out like we’re supposed to do Wait, is that a code from California lighting up the phone? Being lonely is overrated Pleasure we impersonate Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Blame it on a point of view Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Look at who you’re talking to Clomipramine and the psychic scene Ah babe you’re out of touch when you want to be The moon and the stars helped you pick your car But the markings on your palm have a problem with me Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Blame it on a point of view Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Look at who you’re talking to There’s no copyright To claiming second sight Left the hotel pool Dripping water through the vestibule Being lonely out on the coast’s the same as London on your own Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Blame it on a point of view Don’t blame it on yourself, blame it on yourself honey Look at who you’re talking to There’s no copyright To claiming second sight