Your Star Is Killing Me

Here, it hits home

Even here, when I'm alone, with you in my headphones

How cool it would be, but if every kid was me

Then we'd all stand star-struck, all go home alone

And when it's near, then I'm prone

To dig in the taste, and decide that it's good

But we'll stick with what we're used to

And I'll maybe think about it, but leave all the talking to you

You make me feel

That I'm vaguely in touch with the scene that I'm throwing you

You keep me out by just that much

Because you just don't give me anything to hold on to

And I'll always be thrilled

And you'll always be the one who's thrilling me

But I'll die unfulfilled

And I want you to know that it's your star that's killing me

And when it's near, then I'm prone

To dig in the taste, and decide that it's good

But we'll stick with what we're used to

And I'll maybe think about it, but leave all the talking to you

You make me feel

That I'm vaguely in touch with the scene that I'm throwing you

You keep me out by just that much

Because you just don't give me anything to hold on to

And I'll always be thrilled

And you'll always be the one who's thrilling me

But I'll die unfulfilled

And I want you to know that it's your star that's killing me

I want you to know that it's your star killing me, yeah