Smoking at the Gas Station

[Verse 1]
Smoking at the gas station
Desperate for attention
In small gestures of protest
Trace the outline of my hand
So I’m reminded where I end
Say this is no contest

[Chorus]
To be loved by you
To be loved by you
You
You

[Verse 2]
I need to get out of the house today
To try my face
Out on strangers
And if anyone’s to look my way
I’ll latch onto their gaze
Demanding answers

[Chorus]
How to look more like you?
How to look more like you?
You
You

[Outro]
How can everything feel so familiar?
Do I have to mourn?
Do I have to mourn feeling anything that’s unfamiliar?
Do I have to mourn?
Do I have to mourn?
How can everything seem so familiar?
Do I have to mourn?
Do I have to mourn?
(I can’t seem to let it in
To change me again)