| Here you sit across from me | |
| You wear your heart upon your sleeve | |
| You say your colors don't mean a thing | |
| And that means a lot to me | |
| I'm losing patience, and my filler is wasted | |
| This place gets in my eyes my clothes my nose | |
| I try to hear your voice through the drone but I don't | |
| It's been this way for some time | |
| The shoe don't fit but I still try | |
| Will I ever catch myself in my own lie | |
| I'm losing patience, and my filler is wasted | |
| You're not lost, you're not lonely | |
| Perhaps that's why you own me | |
| You're not lost, you're not lonely | |
| And maybe that's the only | |
| Reason I try | |
| You sit and smile simply | |
| Saying your garden and your flat | |
| And your life are complete | |
| I want it simple like that | |
| I want your life I want your garden | |
| I want your flat | |
| I'm losing patience, and my filler is wasted |