People say they like me but how can I believe when they also like you and you’re exactly the one i hate people sometimes say that I’m quiet creative but it’s so confusing they say it to you as well I will stay forever alone in my deep and dark thoughts in the corner of the bar waiting for a good talk and at some point you ask me why I’m the one with the saddest smile I might come across very disillusioned but I do crossword searches all night you’re living your lives beneath the LCD light where real love serves you day by day the lack of sensitivity in you is so ugly and i know I will stay forever alone in my deep and dark thoughts in the corner of the bar waiting for a good time and at some point you ask me why I’m the one with the saddest smile