I'm tasting wine, I'm smelling smoke, it sends a shiver down my spine
She's on your tongue, and I bite mine
Last time I saw her she did not spare me a second glance
She's just so cool and I was not worth lookin' at
And the worst part is, I get it. So many people in a room
And I get so lightheaded, picturing her lookin' at you

And I don't want to, but I have to
Like a film I'm studying
And I fast forward to the good part
Like I'm hurrying home again
And I have analysed the edges, angles, and the lens
As if it was me instead, as if it was me instead

I could be vicious, ask how you managed to fool her
But I'm not even feeling spiteful
Talked to my sister, she said "you're prettier but she's cooler"
So that was fun, and I'm on my fourth sleepless night
And the worst part is, I get it. You have an edge and so does she
And I get so lightheaded, picturing her lookin' at me

And I don't want to, but I have to
Like a part I'm studying
And I sink downward, going method
Like I'm hurrying home again
And I have analysed the looks and touches in the text
As if it was me instead, as if it was me instead

It doesn't make it better that she doesn't think of me
And I feel so pathetic every time she's on my screen
I'm having some sort of feminist crisis
I wanna tell her I'm not normally like this!
God, I feel like a bad omen
I wanna ring her up and tell her we've got something in common
I wanna kiss her and be a better kisser than you
So it might hurt less, you doing things we used to do
I am childish. This is fitting
Maybe I'll go blonde! Or go missing