Geography Is Cruel

Geography is cruel

I can say the same about you

I am hopelessly unamused, setting fire to my room

And I hoping that you're burning for me too

And I know it's hard to say this

Cos your tonsils have been aching

But I figured that this could be our chance to talk

Geography is cruel

I can say the same about you

I am hopelessly unamused, setting fire to my room

Geography is cruel

And it could take some getting used to

That when I'm far away, I sit away playing restless

Hoping to

And you're hoping that I'm restless for you too

In the morning when you wake up and your putting on your make up

And you figure this could be your chance to show

And it seems that just as easily as fiction turns to facts

And then right back

We were placed here just as randomly as any, city on the map