Borderline Empathy - Live
I found a home in myself
I found a hope in you
I found solace in hurting and in shame
I found everything to something else
Something else
I had a thought the other day
About nothing in particular
Well it resounded like a parlor trick
Oh it cracked me up like a French movie
And I don't speak French
No I don't speak French
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto cause
I might just fall down a stairwell
And lose my feeling for feeling anything at all
I didn't want to say the words
Cause the words meant nothing to me
Don't wanna preach a chorus when the chorus is wrong
Don't wanna have a conclusion when my premise is false
When my premise is false
When my premise is false
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto cause
I might just fall down a stairwell
And lose my feeling for feeling for feeling anything at all
I wanted to say I was sorry
For that thing I might've said or thought or mumbled or whatever
I thought about it once
Thought about it three times
But the phrasing felt too rushed
Felt unneeded
Felt unwanted
Just one more time
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto
Oh borderline empathy
Borderline empathy
Borderline empathy
Just don't suffocate me with it, no
Don't suffocate me with it, no
Don't suffocate me with it, no
I found a hope in you
I found solace in hurting and in shame
I found everything to something else
Something else
I had a thought the other day
About nothing in particular
Well it resounded like a parlor trick
Oh it cracked me up like a French movie
And I don't speak French
No I don't speak French
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto cause
I might just fall down a stairwell
And lose my feeling for feeling anything at all
I didn't want to say the words
Cause the words meant nothing to me
Don't wanna preach a chorus when the chorus is wrong
Don't wanna have a conclusion when my premise is false
When my premise is false
When my premise is false
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto cause
I might just fall down a stairwell
And lose my feeling for feeling for feeling anything at all
I wanted to say I was sorry
For that thing I might've said or thought or mumbled or whatever
I thought about it once
Thought about it three times
But the phrasing felt too rushed
Felt unneeded
Felt unwanted
Just one more time
Borderline empathy
Is your principle for living
Chuckle at my joke, please
Give me something to latch onto
Oh borderline empathy
Borderline empathy
Borderline empathy
Just don't suffocate me with it, no
Don't suffocate me with it, no
Don't suffocate me with it, no
Credits
Writer(s): John Ross Scovell
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