E F#m
Here, it hits home.
C#m A
Even when I'm alone with you in my headphones.
E F#m
How cool it would be, but if every kid was me
C#m A
Then we'd all stand starstruck, and all go home
C#m B F#m
Alone
C#m B F#m
E F#m
And when it's near, then I'm prone
C#m A
To dig in the taste and decide that it's good
E F#m
But we'll stick with what we're used to
C#m A
And I'll maybe think about it, but leave all the talking to
C#m B F#m
You, you make me feel that I'm vaguely in touch with the scene I'm throwing you
C#m B F#m
Here, but just that much, 'cause you don't give me anything to hold on to
C#m B F#m
And I'll always be thrilled, and you'll always be the one who's thrilling me
C#m B F#m
But if I die unfufilled, I want you to know that your star is killing me
E F#m C#m A 2x
E F#m
And when it's near, then I'm prone
C#m A
To dig in the taste and decide that it's good
E F#m
But we'll stick with what we're used to
C#m A
And I'll maybe think about it, but leave all the talking to
C#m B F#m
You, you make me feel that I'm vaguely in touch with the scene I'm throwing you
C#m B F#m
Here, but just that much, 'cause you don't give me anything to hold on to
C#m B F#m
And I'll always be thrilled, and you'll always be the one who's thrilling me
C#m B F#m
But if I die unfufilled, I want you to know that your star is killing me
A C#m B F#m
I want you to know that your star is killing me
C#m B F#m 3x
E