Talking To Myself Lyrics - Cousteau

It beggars belief that she was a child once 

With her heart on her sleeve, once in a while you're 

Looking straight at it, and you could swear that 

It's never there 

Well I don'tk now why, but we're so shameless 

That's no surprise, although nobody's blameless 

You just gotta have it, just to know it 

And set it on fire 

Four o'clock in the morning 

The lights are on and I'm talk, talk 

Talking to myself 

This love's a certain omen, I'll warn you 

When everything colludes to adore you 

You're diving deeper into the water 

The water, yeah into the water, yeah. 

Six o'clock in the morning 

The lights are on and I'm talk, talk 

Talking to myself 

Now that's a disgrace, we laugh like a car wreck 

Well that's never safe with these lifelike characters 

Hungry and willing and homeless and helpless 

And all in my head, yeah 

Nine o'clock in the evening 

The lights are off and I'm plead, plead 

Pleading with myself...