Think About Me - The Blow

Aren’t I one

You could’ve written something on?

If you were one to write a song

Another format would’ve done

Do you think about me?

Do you think about me?

Inside your life

There in that place you make your life

I know I don’t belong

Did some piece of me arrive?

Do you think about me?

Do you think about me?

Do you think about me?

Think about me?

I’m aware you probably won’t give me a role

When you cast all the starring players

In the story about yourself, but

I don’t care, I’m gonna walk onto your stage

And I’ll be as out of place as a second sun

Burning in your sky

And I will hang there

And everyone will ask you who I am

Maybe I’ll call down from up high;

«I'm just someone who didn’t quite appreciate your love

When it was mine

I’m just like any other sun

I burn with the assumption I’m the only one

Who’ll ever light you up»

And then I hang there

I like to see myself on your landscape

I’m aware you probably won’t give me a role

When you cast all the starring players

In the story about yourself, but

I don’t care, I’m gonna walk onto your stage

And I’ll be as out of place as a second sun

Burning in your sky

And I will hang there

And everyone will ask you who I am

I used to walk up to the doorway of your eyes

And go inside like it was nothing

Make myself at home in your affections

Now picture me with all the ghosts of your ex-lovers

We’re standing on the corner

Sharing notes on your performance, and I

Just want to see a little something there for me

Inside your eyes but they’re all lit up

By this bigger light on your horizon

And when I try and come between you and the light

I watch it cast my puny shadow

At the exit right across your landscape

We used to play

You’d be night, I’d be day

I’d threaten to leave, and you’d beg me to stay

I only came back to see

If it could somehow still be all about me

We used to play

You’d be night, I’d be day

I’d threaten to leave, and you’d beg me to stay

I only came back to see

If it could somehow still be all about me

We used to play

You’d be night, I’d be day

I’d threaten to leave, ‘til I did go away

I only came back to see

If it could somehow still be all about me