This Isn't Me

Crawling under my skin, running out of oxygen

It's all a bit much, but I take it on the chin

Business class and movie stars

A special spoon for caviar

How do you like Paris so far?

I'm nameless and everybody here's so fucking famous

Is it too late to say that I really hate this?

Shiny boots and silverware

Perfect people I'll compare

Maybe I just don't care

I feel so small

I feel so small

This evening's only started

I wish you'd call

I wish you'd call

Take me back to my apartment

'Cause this isn't me, this isn't me

I'm not here

We can pretend that we're gonna be best friends

After tonight I'll never see you again

Well adjusted to excess

Talking all about success

Chauffeur to your next event

I feel so small

I feel so small

This evening's only started

I wish you'd call

I wish you'd call

Take me back to my apartment

Sycophants and luxury

Everyone's a somebody

And I wish you were with me

Pretending that we're VIP

I'm turning heads, you're left on read

Soon I'll escape right back to bed

With your head pressed against my chest

I feel so small

I feel so small

This evening's only started

I wish you'd call

I wish you'd call

Take me back to my apartment

I feel so small

I feel so small

This evening's only started

I wish you'd call

I wish you'd call

Take me back to my apartment

'Cause this isn't me, this isn't me

I'm not here

I'm not here

This isn't me, this isn't me, this isn't me

I'm not here

Not here