paroles de chanson Private Life - Hand Habits

You were talking in your sleep again
I tried to get it all down
What a sad illustration of who you are
Well, I guess I never figured you out

Morning, talking to your mother
Only moments after making me cum
I heard you tell her there was no one else here
How much shame you place between me, and our love

This is your private life
I don't belong here
This is your private life
I didn't belong there

You, the one who loved so fearlessly
Watch you burn up in the summer glow
I was on the roof sweeping your gutters clean
Always admiring you, above and below

Now I don't know what to make of this
As we both pour the pain into the song
I heard it said, love was a losing game
Always prayed for them to be wrong
So wrong

This is your private life
I don't belong here
This is your private life
I didn't belong there

This is your private life
I don't belong here
This is your private life
I wish I belonged there