I’ve left again,
You’ve fallen asleep on the couch,
Blame me,
For not clearly telling you I wouldn’t be there,
That I wouldn’t give you something normal.
It’s not easy for anyone.
I’ve never wanted you to go away,
You make me feel like a criminal,
I’m a slave to my art,
But I don’t want to drift away anymore.
I feel like a criminal.
Do it for yourself,
Give me space and I’ll come back for more,
You know that no,
You won’t find something that makes you special.
It’s not easy for anyone.
I’ve never wanted you to go away,
You make me feel like a criminal,
I’m a slave to my art,
But I don’t want to drift away anymore.
I’ve never wanted you to go away,
You make me feel like a criminal,
I’m a slave to my art,
But I don’t want to drift away anymore.
I feel like a criminal,
And I feel like a criminal.
I’ve never wanted you to go away,
You make me feel like a criminal,
I’m a slave to my art,
But I don’t want to drift away anymore.
I’ve never wanted you to go away,
You make me feel like a criminal,
I’m a slave to my art,
But I don’t want to drift away anymore.
And I feel like a criminal,
I feel like a criminal.