My books are burning, but I already own the things I know, you know? Try a little harder, 'cause I won't cry unless you really want You are being such a twat now, how come you never get to know for sure If you really love me, or if you love the way I love the rest of the world You don't need to be with me You were the girl of my dreams but then I woke up and see That you would never be entirely free Until you travel the sea, far away from me (well, c'mon) You're a dealer in an alley, you are leather inside a car You're the preacher and the sinner, and you're both at the same time Can we end up the conversation? These are the wrecks of what we had All the things we have in common are just tearing us apart By the way you're not that clever, otherwise you would have seen That you're standing on the pieces of what never should have been You resemble the illumination of the things that I don't need Trust me in my mind I'm clapping, close the door after you leave You don't need a guy like me You were the girl of my dreams but then I woke up and see That you would never be entirely free Until you travel the sea, far away from me (well c'mon)