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