The Invisible

Fast approaching three
She's not where she is meant to be
Her voice is lost amongst the stars
And she is alone
He's propped against the sticky bar
His face is lost amongst the crowd
Surrounded by the blur of noise
But still alone

Maybe it's a little bit of jealousy
Or maybe it's just a little hurt
Maybe all they want is to be seen
But they're the invisibles
The invisibles
Maybe they're always on the outside
And they never quite get the joke
Cause they're the invisibles
The invisibles

She's just a little strange
With a fragmented fucked up brain
She tries to see the world in colour
But it always turns to grey
He can't seem to utter words
As the faces glare upon
A bead of sweat trickles down
His furrowed brow

Maybe it's a little bit of jealousy
Or maybe it's just a little hurt
Maybe all they want is to be seen
But they're the invisibles
Maybe they're always on the outside
And they never quite get the joke
Cause they're the invisibles
The invisibles
Cause they're the invisibles
The invisibles
The invisibles