(It's about, it's about you
It's about, it's about you)
Heard on the road to the city
Although no one understands, I do
A Woody Allen tragedy
There you are crushed and I'm released
You are crushed and I'm released
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
It's about me
You should take your word back
Because everyone will forge, butt I won't
I see us furtively holding hand in a taxicab
I see every picture except the one I want
And all I'm writing turns out to be the same shit
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
It's about me
Although I started from the beginning
Would you never let go of me
And though I just want to forget
How come all my songs are about you
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
It's about me
It's about you
I'm thinking about you
I'm writing about you
I'm thinking about you
It's about me
It's about you
And even though I started from the beginning
I'm writing about you
All my songs are about you
It's about you