文本歌词

MIKA - Your Sympathy
Running out of breath
Chasing down the big parade
rising up my hand
thought I'd beg the marching band to play
for me
All of these illusions
they really mean the world to me me
Don't make me out to be
this hopeless child of misery
maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
In and out of space
I'm always somewhere in between
I try to make commands
but instead I make a mess of things
for me
I try paint by numbers
but nothing's black and white for me
Don't make me out to be
this helpless child of misery
maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
Nothing and no one
can make your lies the truth
and no one can stand inside
your shoes but you
Don't make me out to be
this helpless child of misery
maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy
But not your sympathy