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