shout out à mon ex your love is a one-man show my name on your list but never front row to the stage I won’t make it the spot will never follow your stories tell I don’t exist doomed in the lonely shadow I’m just a good friend on your lips while thinking you were my home and I’ll based it all on your potential ate every crumb let myself starve now I’m hungry for your love hungry for your touch hungry for your love where did we get lost hungry for your love hungry for your touch hungry for your love where did we get lost