Lyrics: Wanting On Air

Why did I even bother putting the mean puppet down?

I started being nice too soon, now I'm a salty peach

And we are nowhere near the mirror moment yet

Teach me how to be like you, simply out of reach

Simply out of reach


While painkillers reach for the stars, we hang around in black and white

Not noticing our heart's assassins approaching in unflattering light

Will our separate movies ever climax together

So I can hear the notes you're not playing to protect yourself?


Are you bored, are you busy, are you beyond comprehension?

You're being pretty cold, but that might not truly be your Intention

What's your intention? I need your attention


While painkillers reach for the stars, we hang around in black and white

Not noticing our heart's assassins approaching in unflattering light


You sang Superstar but do you really know what it is to pine?

I'm feeling the humiliation of wanting on air

Wanting on air wanting that which doesn't care