[00:19.71] You are what you love
[00:20.07] This is no great illusion
[00:23.85] When I’m with you I’m looking for a ghost
[00:28.05] Or invisible reasons
[00:32.31] To fall out of love and run screaming from our home
[00:36.75] Because we live in a house of mirrors
[00:38.94] We see our fears and everything
[00:40.92] Our songs, faces, and second-hand clothes
[00:45.27] But more and more we're suffering
[00:47.28] Not nobody, not a thousand beers
[00:49.62] Can keep us from feeling so all alone
[00:53.58] But you are what you love
[00:57.93] And not what loves you back
[01:01.89] That's why I’m here on your doorstep
[01:04.56] Pleading for you to take me back
[01:12.12] The phone is a fine invention
[01:14.91] It allows me to talk endlessly to you
[01:19.14] About nothing disguising my intentions
[01:23.37] Which I’m afraid, my friend, are wildly untrue
[01:27.66] It's a sleight of hand, a white soul band
[01:30.06] The heart attacks I’m convinced I have
[01:32.31] Every morning upon waking
[01:35.88] To you I’m a symbol or a monument
[01:38.58] Your rite of passage to fulfilment
[01:40.65] But I’m not yours for the taking
[01:44.79] But you are what you love
[01:49.17] And not what loves you back
[01:53.55] I guess that's why you keep calling me back
[02:10.26] I’m fraudulent, a thief at best
[02:12.42]A coward who paints a ****ing canvas
[02:14.67] Things that will never happen to me
[02:18.75] But at arms length, it's Tim who said
[02:20.91] I’m good at it, I’ve mastered it
[02:24.63] Avoiding, avoiding everything
[02:26.91] But you are what you love, Tim
[02:32.19] And not what loves you back
[02:35.07] And I’m in love with illusions
[02:37.47] So saw me in half
[02:39.48] I’m in love with tricks
[02:41.46] So pull another rabbit out of your hat

You are what you love
This is no great illusion
When I’m with you I’m looking for a ghost
Or invisible reasons
To fall out of love and run screaming from our home
Because we live in a house of mirrors
We see our fears and everything
Our songs, faces, and second-hand clothes
But more and more we're suffering
Not nobody, not a thousand beers
Can keep us from feeling so all alone
But you are what you love
And not what loves you back
That's why I’m here on your doorstep
Pleading for you to take me back
The phone is a fine invention
It allows me to talk endlessly to you
About nothing disguising my intentions
Which I’m afraid, my friend, are wildly untrue
It's a sleight of hand, a white soul band
The heart attacks I’m convinced I have
Every morning upon waking
To you I’m a symbol or a monument
Your rite of passage to fulfilment
But I’m not yours for the taking
But you are what you love
And not what loves you back
I guess that's why you keep calling me back
I’m fraudulent, a thief at best
A coward who paints a ****ing canvas
Things that will never happen to me
But at arms length, it's Tim who said
I’m good at it, I’ve mastered it
Avoiding, avoiding everything
But you are what you love, Tim
And not what loves you back
And I’m in love with illusions
So saw me in half
I’m in love with tricks
So pull another rabbit out of your hat