Personal Hell Lyrics

You were talking

The other night

I wasn't listening

I was thinking about another time

I was thinking about myself

And I missed what you were talking about

But I can't ask

The moment's passed

But it made me feel blue

You found God

And I think that's nice

But I'm feeling sad and lonely

Singing in my room at night

I'm just singing to myself

And I'm thinking

About my life

Wondering when it will fall

Into the right place

In good taste

So I can start anew

And I wonder

What's the point of this life?

If I can't hold you

If I can't touch you

In the middle of the night and

I can't shake the feeling

That there is something bad

Round the corner

And that is my personal hell

You asked me to talk about

My own life

It made me feel sad and empty

Thinking about all the times

I've been talking about myself

In every text, in every call

In every word

I've been talking to myself after all

Trying to exercise I've been

Starting to run

I ran past different people

They're running and they're kicking a ball

And I'm thinking about myself

And about you

And you're brand-new life

But that's okay,

I didn't like sports anyway

And I wonder

What's the point of this life?

If I can't hold you

If I can't touch you

In the middle of the night and

I can't shake the feeling

That there is something bad

Round the corner

And that is my personal hell

Can you tell this is my personal hell?

Because when I'm sad and

I am lonely

And we're drinking in my kitchen

You are my own idea

Of a personal hell