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