C'est Plus Pareil

I ain't the one hanging on your every word
I ain't the most unpopular student no more
I ain't the one avoiding your gaze
I ain't really the same kind of nightmare

It's not the same
In what way?
I'm dying not knowing how
I'm waiting my turn
Here or elsewhere
Like those whose names I've forgotten

I ain't the girl who preferred to stay silent
I ain't the most unpopular student no more
I buy train tickets to see the sea
Like a pretty ordinary Parisian

It's not the same
In what way?
I'm dying not knowing how
I'm waiting my turn
Here or elsewhere
Like those whose names I've forgotten

I ain't in the shadow of back rooms
Drawing perfect circles on windows
Counting my fingers endlessly
I've lost the taste for those things since