You’re talking to me like I’m an office swear jar
You must be saving up for Christmas
Spilling all your frustrations
Like a fresher on the pavement
You look so alive when you’re bitchin', bitchin' about your life
I wish you had that much to say about me
But now it’s last call and that’s starting to feel unlikely
The bread’s gone stale, not blue
You don’t look at me like you used to
Conversations are a lottery now
Is there an itch still left in you?……
“Things only look the way you wanna see them”
I can’t stand it when you wake up optimistic
What does that say about me?
I’m gone before you complete my diagnosis
Hell couldn’t heat me (Up, up, up)
I’m Alaska to touch (Touch, touch, touch)
There must be a carton
With a missing sign for me out there
The bread’s gone stale, not blue
You don’t look at me like you used to
Am I just insincere now?
I know every single thing about you
But if there’s gum in the swimming pool
Then I’m gonna keep my T-shirt on
Don’t start playing favourites now
I’ve been your plan B for months
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?…….
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?…….
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?…….
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?…….
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?…….
Where have I been all my life?
Watching myself from the sidelines
Won’t you wake me up sometime?