Not the greatest time to be alone
When I'm searching through the crowd for you
I'm not one of those, and I'm not one of them
So what am I to do?
But the clothes you wear, and that time you can't spare
Just make you seem a cut above
So I suppose there's very little I can do
To stop myself falling in love
If I could bottle up this feeling, for sure I would
Then open it another time
Maybe when I'm unsure how I'm supposed to feel
Would you mind dropping me a line?
When the pace is too fast but this town's too slow
I think I'll have to run away
But after all that happens what's the chances you will
Think of me again?
Ah... We could talk 'till 3am
But I think that we both know that's not the case
You'll be asleep at half-past ten
Are... These the glory days that set me free?
Well if that's true I'll keep up this act so
You'll Never See The Real Me
You'll Never See The Real Me
The textbook failed to warn me that
This was gonna happen sometime
Seems like I can never quite predict
What's gonna happen down the line
I'll be waiting for the earth to swallow me up
As I walk into the lecture room
Because I'll never quite be who I want to be
While I'm stranded far from you
Ah... We could talk 'till 3am
But I think that we both know that's not the case
You'll be asleep at half-past ten
Are... These the glory days that set me free?
Well if that's true I'll keep up this act so
You'll Never See The Real Me
You'll Never See The Real Me
Ah... We could talk 'till 3am
But I think that we both know that's not the case
You'll be asleep at half-past ten
Are... These the glory days that set me free?
Well if that's true I'll keep up this act so
You'll Never See The Real Me
You'll Never See The Real Me