come over

If i loved myself like you love me now
Id die a happy colour yellow
If i gave as much as you give out
Would i be scared and empty handed

Do i need someone to take the wheel
And scream in my face something real
Like 'what the fuck are you doing?
Its a wednesday way past noon you've just had breakfast.
Am i supposed to be impressed now?'

What can i do?
What can i say?
How does it feel always filling up your plate?
Yeh you should come over
Yeh you should come over

If i could trust myself like you trust me now
Id fly my kite without a string
And know that it would come back down
And fall right at my feet again

What can i do?
What can i say?
How does it feel always filling up your plate?
Yeh you should come over
I wish you would come
Ah please just come over
Yeh you should come over