Over there in the corner is where you spend your nights, 
staring downwards.
“The more people I get to know the more I suggest that 
the people enjoying what stares back in the mirror
Moved away from this town as soon as they had the chance 
to.”
A worldly wisdom we both share.
But there's one thing you miss:
They don't even know you're there. They're vampires 
hiding in the spotlight to escape the sunlight.
With rolling eyes they'll salute you, wrapped up in 
straitjackets made out of their own little problems such 
as:
Going home alone tonight and hiding their rotten guts 
inside.
So here's what we're gonna do:
You'll promise me to accept the fact that none of them 
care about how you feel tonight.
And I'll promise to stop singing these melancholic songs. 
Both won't happen
Although my voice is almost gone and I don't know if I'll 
make it through this goddamn song.