Song parody of
Brightside
by Pom Guitarist
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Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
I might never be the one for you
But all I really wanted was a few
Of those things that made you different
Not indifferent
To the world that we occupied
The one where we would run and hide away
For a day or three you would say
It's not the same and now you're gone
Nothing here seems to belong
And my shell is hard to sell
And everyone sees right through me cos'
Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
I don't think that I could ever be the same
As I was before this game
That we played for a short while
And your smile is always there
Though I know that you don't care
For me like you used to
I'm not used to
You not being here cos'
Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
I might never be the one for you
But all I really wanted was a few
Of those things that made you different
Not indifferent
To the world that we occupied
The one where we would run and hide away
For a day or three you would say
It's not the same and now you're gone
Nothing here seems to belong
And my shell is hard to sell
And everyone sees right through me cos'
Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
I don't think that I could ever be the same
As I was before this game
That we played for a short while
And your smile is always there
Though I know that you don't care
For me like you used to
I'm not used to
You not being here cos'
Outside
I show no trace that inside
I'm in a million pieces Mr Brightside
Is on the radio it makes me remember
That your side
Was always meant to be by my side
Now all I see is the flip side
And I watch you go
