Text: Sarah Slean. Other. Rockstar.

You said who you are
On an Elvis postcard
And I like the way you write your r?s
In my little dreams

Don?t know what to say
That would make you want to stay
That voice is clear as day
So close, if it wasn?t so far away

Can?t you see, no.
What you are doing to me?

How long can I wait
Got a chance
Or call it fate
There?s something in the lights
I felt calling me here
Calling me here

Mr. big shot man
Decides to call his star struck fan
He?s so nice and he?s such an asshole
In other words
Isn?t being a rock star fun?

Can?t you see
No, what this is doing to me?
Don?t mind me, No.
I?m just your nobody
Nobody