Sorry if I speak about me too much
I′m sorry that your illness is the sub-sequential reason you don't eat too much, oh
It′s obvious we drink too muchI'm sorry that your father never loved you
And you saw your mother on the TV too much, oh
You should pop a bottle again
Maybe buy a couple bars
Take them out with your friends, yeah
And I don't even want to pretend
Should′ve listened when they told me it′s a means to an end, yeah
And now I'm out on the fence
I was only 19 with a lack of respect
And then she threw up again
Said she didn′t, but she know I'm reading through it again
Don′t choose
If you love it, then you cut the thing loose, yeah
Dark rooms
In the session so you know I can't move, yeah
You too, you too, no
It′s hard for me to end a conversation
With 'I love you' when I know it′s not true, no
I′m terrified by thoughts of getting close to you
Justify my terror when we talk it through
Find somebody else to kill the pain for now
Pop another pill and help your brain calm down
Then she fell down the stairs, yeah
To take you through the basics
No love, she was hoping I could change it
Never been the one to pick favorites
Favoritism isn't something I relate with well
Some way to make a statement
I was only tryna′ start a conversation
She was under the assumption I was famous
Knew she had a heart
Didn't know that I would break it, off
Don′t choose
If you love it, then you cut the thing loose, yeah
Dark rooms
I'm in the session, so she know I can′t move, yeah
You too, you too, no
It's hard for me to end a conversation with 'I love you′
When I know it′s not true, no
(You too)
It's hard for me to end the conversation with ′I love you'
When I know it′s not true, it's not true babe
(You too, you too)
