Knockoff by Emma Beckett Lyrics
A looks a look and you know
That I won’t be getting my hooks in
Because of just that ‘cause the fact is at this point
I can’t afford to be getting attached
I gotta be solo to go where I’m going
You think we’re on the same page
I suggest that you stop and adjust the gage
That you use to decide how clear it is
To hear what you’re saying, do you hear what I’m saying?
It’s just that what you drop is gonna stay on the ground
And I’m used to the sound of breaking glass
But no ones ever around to pick it up
My feet getting cut’s just the usual
No point in changing my strut ‘cause I’m used to it
I won’t deny that it hurts
But the soles of my feet can take more than my soul can now
It’s weaker than it used to be
I’m well aware that I should but I don’t wanna be risky now
After so many steps where the bridge has cracked
A hundred feet to the ground and I found out
What I lack in attention, I have in affection
And there’s something missing, from the way that I listen for the cues
Something’s broken there’s a blown out fuse
I find it hard to differentiate the stars from the moon
A billion to one only looks like a few
You say “girl there’s only one” but I swear to god there’s two
Sadness used to be the beast that surprised me
Now it’s the animal that keeps finding it’s way back to my door
I feed it just so it doesn’t feel ignored
I let it in because
It’s time to face the facts I’m a knockoff version of what you could have
My favourite new distraction
But I’ll never do enough to get more than compassion from you
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
That I won’t be getting my hooks in
Because of just that ‘cause the fact is at this point
I can’t afford to be getting attached
I gotta be solo to go where I’m going
You think we’re on the same page
I suggest that you stop and adjust the gage
That you use to decide how clear it is
To hear what you’re saying, do you hear what I’m saying?
It’s just that what you drop is gonna stay on the ground
And I’m used to the sound of breaking glass
But no ones ever around to pick it up
My feet getting cut’s just the usual
No point in changing my strut ‘cause I’m used to it
I won’t deny that it hurts
But the soles of my feet can take more than my soul can now
It’s weaker than it used to be
I’m well aware that I should but I don’t wanna be risky now
After so many steps where the bridge has cracked
A hundred feet to the ground and I found out
What I lack in attention, I have in affection
And there’s something missing, from the way that I listen for the cues
Something’s broken there’s a blown out fuse
I find it hard to differentiate the stars from the moon
A billion to one only looks like a few
You say “girl there’s only one” but I swear to god there’s two
Sadness used to be the beast that surprised me
Now it’s the animal that keeps finding it’s way back to my door
I feed it just so it doesn’t feel ignored
I let it in because
It’s time to face the facts I’m a knockoff version of what you could have
My favourite new distraction
But I’ll never do enough to get more than compassion from you
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know
You don’t you don’t I know you don’t
Don’t have to tell me oh ‘cause I know