"You do not".

"You do not".

It's the thing in your thighs when you're lonely at night

Scroll though your phone getting high off the light

Numb in your chest when you close the blinds

Repose in time

And you tell yourself you're fine

But you.

Sabotage the things you love the most

Camouflage so you can feed the lie that you're composed.

This is the voice in your head that says

"You do not want this"

This is the ache that says

"You do not want him"

This is the glimmer of light that you're keeping alive when you tell yourself

"Bet I could fuck him".

Why do you need love so badly?

Bet it's because of her daddy

Bet she was brutal and bratty

Bet that she'll never be happy

I bet that you're right

And I'll show you in time

But I

Sabotage the things I love the most

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed.

I've got a monster inside me

That eats personality types

She is constantly changing her mind on the daily

Think that she hates me

I'm feeling it lately

Might have to trick her and treat her

To 70 capsules or fly to a castle

So at least we could say that we died being traveled

Cultured and flattered

And then I could trap her

But what does it matter.

"You do not want this"

This is the voice in her head that says

"You do not want him"

This is that space in your bed that says

"Bet I could fuck him"

Isn't it lonely?

These are the standards

To which you could hold me

Think that you know me

You think that you could if you hold me

Think you could try to console me

But I do not know me

No I do not know me

'cause I

'cause I

Sabotage the things I love the most

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed

"You do not want this"

Sabotage the things I love the most

"You do not want this"

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed

"You do not want this"

"You do not want this"

"You do not".