The Bourne Identity - The Last Shadow Puppets

Now I know jealousy, I caught you talking to the real me

Can’t tell you how unhappy that shit makes me

If you hear him calling, promise you’ll ignore him

He’s kind of my enemy

Wherever I’m on to something good you see

He always waltzes in to spoil it for me

And I can see him starting, wanna break my heart then thats the way to do it

Glass bottomed ego, it’s still afloat but can’t you see the cracks

Appearing in the base?

There ain’t no ejector seat

When you’re longing for the sweet smell of self esteem

And you’ve got yourself as a back seat driver

Spilled the unspillable beans

And I’ve dreamed every single impossible dream

Just can’t remember any of the details

Let’s just have a buzz because by the time done, fucking beating myself up,

there’ll be nothing left to love

I feel like the sequel, you wanna see but you were kind of hoping

They would never make

Yeah I’m the mystery man, that’s been unmasked

I’m getting caught, in my own trap

I’m leaning in, to kiss the past goodbye

Yeah I’ll be leaving now, I’ll be making tracks

And I doubt that I’ll be coming back

Oh the night is young, baby make it last

Cause you know it’s growing up so fast

Glass bottomed ego, it’s still afloat but can’t you see the cracks

Appearing in the base?