I feel like an outline Where the middle part is missing And the moonlight is kissing The details away I feel like a cliff note To a novel no one can read And I feel like such a phony Like I got 'em all deceived And I feel like a punch line Nobody gets I bet that you're laughing And shaking your head I sold my soul And nothing happened Yeah nothing happened When I sold my soul I feel like an outline To a picture you started to paint Now the sunlight is fading The colors away How's it feel to have insides Something to hold I wish I could touch you How could I know