Lyrics: Thomas Aren / Dave Hammer / Nick Sarazen / Oliver Leimbach / Louis Leimbach / Felix Bornholdt
Music: Thomas Aren / Dave Hammer / Nick Sarazen / Oliver Leimbach / Louis Leimbach / Felix Bornholdt
I saw her smoking on the fire escape
I said hello but she had nothing to say
I thought I saw her on the opposite train
Caught my eye when she was turning the page
I got a life in mind I’m trying to create
Friday night noodles at quarter to eight
I got no audacity it is what it is
Take advantage I won’t kick up a stink
Daydream
I’m daydreaming
That she walks all over me
All over me
She’s on a pedestal
So high and mighty
So terribly vain
She’s on a pedestal
I’d take it politely
So bring on the pain
Now I don’t mean to be a full cliche
Up on a pedestal
Not so photogenic like the rest of your friends
But I’d make you look better when they look through the lens
I could be your puppy at the end of a lead
Brew your morning coffee and I’ll roll up your weed
Daydream
I’m daydreaming
That she walks all over me
All over me
She’s on a pedestal
So high and mighty
So terribly vain
She’s on a pedestal
I’d take it politely
So bring on the pain
Now I don’t mean to be a full cliche
It’s one hundred degrees
When I’m in her shade
Up on a pedestal
Put me down to sleep
While you walk all over me
Up upon on your steeple
While I’m falling at your feet
Up on a pedestal
Up on a pedestal
She’s on a pedestal
Up on a pedestal
Up on a pedestal
She’s on a pedestal
Up on a pedestal