Tindersticks

Scared of my shadow
Afraid of myself
Never thought I could be so shallow
Resort to playing a man
Its a thin line that I walk for her
A thin line that I walk
Between myself and what I have to do
The action and the thought
Chorus:
Oh her, her, its her
Oh, her, her
Feel like Ive been dancing
The lights have finally come on
Just waiting for my eyes adjusting
To see how ugly Ive become