Mika - Your Sympathy lyrics
Michael Holbrook Penniman
[Mika - Your Sympathy lyrics]
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 helpless 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 to 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 misery
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy but not your sympathy
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 helpless 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 to 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 misery
Maybe love is what I need
But not your sympathy but not your sympathy