Come in for your close up little face
No one cares, you're feeling out of place
He's picking up the details hidden by the light
Nothing's left not covered up just right

Why does it always have to feel the same
I forget the reason why i came
The truth of it: I'm certain that I'll feel the strain
Disconnect yourself from the pain

You're always making up what you can see
And its a shock to you how soft a guy can be
'cos he always looks his best when he's up and fully dressed
When he's walking away endlessly