Come Undone
Robbie Williams/The London Session Orchestra Lyrics

So unimpressed but so in awe
I am indifferent to my surroundings yet hypnotized by them at the same time

Such a saint but such a whore
I am both good and bad at the same time

So self aware, so full of shit
I know myself well but I'm still putting on a fake persona

So indecisive, so adamant
I can't make up my mind, yet once I do, I stick to it firmly

I'm contemplating thinking about thinking
I am overthinking things, which is not productive

It's overrated, just get another drink and
I realize that thinking too much is not worth it, so I'd rather drink alcohol instead

Watch me come undone (come undone)
Observe me lose control (repeat)

They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
People in the streets are selling objects that could be used for self-harm or staring at oneself

I pray that when I'm coming down you'll be asleep
I hope that when I'm dealing with the after-effects of drugs/alcohol, you won't be around to see me in that vulnerable state

If I ever hurt you your revenge will be so sweet
If I ever wrong you, I expect you to take revenge on me just as harshly

Because I'm scum and I'm your son
I may not be the most respectable person, but I'm still your child

So rock and roll, so corporate suit
I have traits of both a rebellious rock star and a buttoned-up businessperson

So damn ugly, so damn cute
I have both unattractive and attractive qualities

So well trained, so animal
I am both civilized and primal

So need your love, so fuck you all
I require your affection, but I don't care about anyone else

I'm not scared of dying
I'm not afraid of death

I just don't want to
I just don't want to die

If I'd stop lying I'd just disappoint you
If I were to stop being dishonest, I would let you down

So write another ballad
I'll just write another love song

Mix it on a Wednesday
I'll create it on a regular, unremarkable day

Sell it on a Thursday
I'll sell it on a day where people are more likely to buy things

Buy a yacht by Saturday
I'll make enough money to purchase a luxurious yacht by the end of the week

It's a love song
It's yet another song about love

Do another interview
I'll answer more questions for the press

Sing a bunch of lies
I'll pretend to be someone I'm not

Tell about celebrities that I despise
I'll discuss famous people I dislike

And sing love songs
And once again, I'll sing about love

We sing love songs
We keep creating music about romantic relationships

So sincere
So genuine

(Come undone)
(repeat chorus)

A young pretender and my crowds above can see
I am trying to establish myself as an up-and-coming artist and my fans are watching me do it

I come undone
I lose control

I am scum
I am a despicable person

Love your son
Despite my flaws, I hope you will still love me, your child