My Whiked World

You don't wanna watch me singing in a bar Yeah you're hiding 'round the corners or the legs of your friends But I can tell where you are all night Now I'm on a cigarette I'm just a detail in the night But I can't see the details My whole world is getting filled by this feeling When I wake up and I'm alone in your apartment Yeah the light is coming in through the cracks in your sheets But the motion of the day hasn't started And I'm on a cigarette I'm just a detail in the day break But I can't see the picture frame And My whole world is getting filled by this feeling