Lyrics

Song man singing in the corner is me
Crowed voices trying to compete
Looking at you all watching me
Just waiting for me to loose my feet

Some say that I am lucky
Some say they are bored
But the things that are left when no one listens are
The things that make us more

I love the way she says halfway home
I love the way she whispers she wants more
Because these are the things that I have and I hold
In place of the attention that you don't seem to show

Some say that I am lucky
Some say they are bored
But the things that are left when no one listens are
The things that make us more