Bourne Identity

Now I know jealousy

I caught you talking to the real me

Can t tell you how unhappy that shit makes me

If you hear him calling, promise you ll ignore him



He s kind of my enemy

Whenever I m on to something good you see

He always waltzes in to spoil it for me

And I can see him starting, want to break my heart then That s the way to do it



Glass-bottomed ego

It s still afloat but can t you see the cracks appearing in the base?



Oh, there ain t no ejector seat

When you re longing for the sweet smell of self-esteem

And you ve got yourself as a backseat driver



Spilled the un-spillable beans

And I ve dreamed every single impossible dream

I just can t remember any of the details

Let s just have a buzz because by the time I m done ing beating myself up

There ll be nothing left to love



I feel like the sequel

You wanna see but you were kinda hoping they would never make



Yeah I m the mystery man that s been unmasked

I m getting caught in my own trap

I m leaning in to kiss the past goodbye

Yeah I ll be leaving now, I m making tracks

And I doubt that I ll be coming back

Oh the night is young, baby make it a blast

Cause you know it s growing up so fast





Glass-bottomed ego

I m still afloat but can t you see the cracks appearing in the base?