you lead my hands, back and forth

cutting corners, not looking around

trying to make you feel like you used to

because i know you beat yourself up

over things you don't care about

because i know you're trying too hard

and you've waited for far too long

so call me selfish again

(and still i'll love you)

(and still i'll love you)

no, i know, i don't want you to lie, i still see you smiling sometimes (it's fine, you think too much, waking up it hurts sometimes, waking up it hurts sometimes)

so uneventful now that i don't see the smaller parts of it

sometimes i move so slowly, anchored down

this evening breeze will be my blanket because it looks like

now that everything gets here so soon

i'd live my life wrapped in cocoons

no, i don't want it all that way again

so i tore it up, coloured lies, on a postcard to my life

trying to make you feel like you used to

because i know you beat yourself up

over things you don't care about

because i know you're trying too hard

and you've waited for far too long

so call me selfish again

(and still i'll love you)

(and still i'll love you)

call me selfish again

(and still i'll love you)

(and still i'll love you)

call me selfish again

(and still i'll love you)

(and still i'll love you)

call me selfish again