Testo Singing Desperately

I find it funny
How you find it sad
Keep telling myself
I can’t be that bad

You’re thinking of me differently
I’m thinking of myself
I’m starting to stop as we speak I’m starting to lose
I’m falling asleep and I am
Sorry again

I’m aware I’ve begun to believe too much
Recoiling from your tender touch
Believin’, believin’, believing
I’m this way for a reason

You’re thinking of me differently
I’m thinking of myself
I’m starting to stop as we speak
I’m starting to lose
I’m falling asleep and I am
Sorry again