I'm Actual Lyrics

Can we take the next hour and talk about me?

Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me

Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me



Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

And my hatred for corporate magazines

You know they don't speak to me

The irony is they won't speak with me



I placed you on a window sill

Cut notches up and down the door

My surprise I woke up one morning

And there in your place lay a note



It read, "Baby, You love me just ain't good enough.

I found sunlight 6 hours away.

You watered me down 'til I drifted abound

Somewhere far from your shade."



I shadow my former self

Once holy now only a chest full of holes

red wax, it paints me unclear

When the big hand strikes 12, I disappear



Well the angels of fate can they lie to your face

Anything to keep you away

You watered me down 'til I drifted abound

Somewhere far from your shade



Now you on your back has buried the past

Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me

Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me



Can we please take this hour and talk about me?

And my hatred for corporate magazines

You know they don't speak to me

The irony is they won't speak with me