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im my own biggest enemy |
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yeah, all my empathys a disaster |
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feeling something like a scaly thing |
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wrapped too tightly round my own master |
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my friends are getting bored of me |
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saying i fell in love with a stranger |
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i dont know what they all think of me |
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but in reality i dont even |
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remember anything but thinking youre the one |
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and i can force a future like its nothing, so i |
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just hate everybody |
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well then why cant i go home without somebody? |
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and really i could fall in love with anybody |
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who dont want me, so i just keep saying |
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i hate everybody |
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but maybe i, maybe i dont |
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i know ive got a tendency |
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to exaggerate what im seeing |
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and i know that its unfair on me |
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to make a memory |
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out of a feeling |
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its cause i notice every single thing |
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thats ever happening in the moment |
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and i dont know why its consuming me |
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because honestly all i know is |
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infatuations, observation with a cause |
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but none of it is love so while im waiting for it |
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ill hate everybody |
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well then why cant i go home without somebody? |
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and really i could fall in love with anybody |
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who dont want me, so i just keep saying |
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i hate everybody |
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but maybe i, maybe i dont |
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if i could make you love me |
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maybe you could make me love me |
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and if i cant make you love me |
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then ill just hate everybody |
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everybody |
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well then why cant i go home without somebody? |
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and really i could fall in love with anybody |
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who dont want me, so i just keep saying |
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i hate everybody |
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but maybe i, maybe i dont |
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