You Just Have to Be Who You Are

Lovers in the basement sipping on a cola

Their friend goes in to see them

But they don't have to be afraid

I go down the stairwell

I stare at the stairwell

I stare at the girl



You just have to be who you are



There's no room for liars

There's no room for liars

There's no need for fires

So I won't have to go outside

No one can believe

No one can believe

No one can believe I'm a voyeur



There is no room for voyeurs

There's only room for disaster

There's only room for you and me



You just have to be who you are



Everyone knows

My friend, she's only sixteen

She's only sixteen

But she's, she's sewn up

She's sewn up



You just have to be who you are



Who's the captain?



All my friends

My friends

And what is important

And what is important

And what is important

And what is important

And nothing is important

And nothing is important



And who's the captain?

And who's important?

And who's really important?

And who are my friends?



Who's the captain?



And who are really my friends?

Who are really my friends?