(Speaking 1)
I know I just met you, but I feel like I can trust and get to know you.
I appreciate the company of others, in the moment.
With me, I reach out to people quickly, and they eventually walk out of my life.
Once they find out how fucked up I am, they decide not to put up with me;
They just run.
(Verse 1)
Romanticism, yeah, the poet stereotype.
Even as a kid, focused on my marital life.
I was six, snuck into her vast backyard,
But she mashed my heart.
A few years older than I,
She would deny advances with chances I tried.
I was into girls too much at a too young age,
And that fucked up my ways of today.
Appearances of new candy yearly,
And I usually got these girls near me.
Letters were vocal vendettas,
Heart-pouring stories.
Prepubescent worrier with art and love warring.
Notorious for adoring, women kind with innocence.
But then I get fed up with where all my feelings went.
No more Mr. Sad-and-Sappy-Hopeless-Choke,
I'll tip this boat.
(Speaking 2)
I knew I had the potential to be more.
I fantasized about getting anyone and anything that I wanted;
The closest thing to perfection, you know?
I've come a long way, I'm well-aware of who I am now;
I know myself,
But that doesn't mean I don't have struggles.
(Verse 2)
I couldn't keep giving away my power,
When a teen, wanted girls just for me to devour.
Fuck the mushy shit, throw parties and dances.
Domineer bitches like Joe Francis.
But there's more to handle than this vibe of non-sobriety,
I get clingy to the people who I hold highly,
Like they rely on me, but they don't,
And we should be together all the time, but we won't.
I wanted to always be at keggers and clubs,
But I held myself back from who I truly was.
I stayed home often, easy haven to wallow.
Nobody understood me, I was always hollow.
Still then I hit the bottle, I'm prone to self-destruction.
Whatever it takes to get away from mental obstructions.
Life sucks with no one to share it with,
I can't let go of old moments I cherish.
(Speaking 3)
Whenever I have fun with something,
I'll reminisce on that moment immediately after it happens.
I dwell on that experience,
And get upset about it being over.
So, it's just easier to cut off all of my relationships.
At this point though, I lost the want to live,
So I try to befriend people and be loyal to them,
Before I'm gone.
(Verse 3)
This tremendous amount of dependence is strenuous,
And I just can't mend enough,
To actually save me from suicide,
Because it doesn't feel right to live with such blight.
I'm off my rocker, I'm way too crazy for anyone to stop me or anyone to save me.
So sweetheart, you can take my direction.
Come with me, we'll live free,
And then we'll be legends.
(Speaking 4)
What? Wait, wait, why you leaving? Where you going?
You're ditching me just like everybody else?
What was that? I'm too emotional? Too emotional?
Yo, fuck you then you fucking cunt.
You don't know me,
You don't know what it's like to be me.
Just get the fuck outta' here,
Forget I said anything to you.
Fuck it all, fuck everyone, fuck everything.
I'm supposed to be alone,
I'm supposed to be so fucking alone.
I don't need you, I don't need anyone.
I don't need anyone, no.
Nobody.
I don't need anyone,
Not one single person on this planet.
Nobody at all,
I don't need.
I don't need anyone.
I don't.
I don't need.