[Verse 1]
You walked into that room
And the camera pulled in on you
Born a star for my screen
I hear songs when I see
You stand there, mm-hmm

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna send a prayer
I know one day that you’ll be there
I can feel you lying next to me
I love the clothes you wear
I love them more lying there
Alongside either of our beds
While we’re making, mm-hmm

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
You’re so, you’re so-oh
Cynical, cynical
You’re so-oh
Cynical, cynical

[Verse 2]
Tears falling from your eyes
Fears coming realized
The last thing you said you wanted
Is coming to fruition
Ain’t that funny how it goes?

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna send a prayer
I know one day that you’ll be there
I can feel you lying next to me
I love the clothes you wear
I love them more lying there
Alongside either of our beds
While we’re making, mm-hmm

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
You’re so, you’re so-oh
Cynical, cynical
You’re so-oh
Cynical, cynical