I can be so vain, so cold sometimes, it's true I'm such a fool, You don't know that when I laying bed I touch myself to you, All the greatly thoughts my mind designed to cut the loneliness When I pushed away my one true chance to live in happiness It always comes back to you It always comes back to you I'm painted star, and rest my hand to put my trust in us I'm a fabulous, ain't never loving, a tacit wanderer I can walk all day and smile and say that this here is success But it don't mean shit unless you're here and deny I'm a mess They took you for granted, I spit in your face And now let your shadow be in with love and throw it away Now I miss your heartbeat, and I miss your face And I miss your story following me, I'm caught in your space Always comes back to you, Always comes back to you