I did not wipe the spit from my eyes and put on a fake smile,
piledrive my own self-hatred into little diamonds
Lie, say that I was ok, say I didn’t need any love
or support that seemed excessive in my tiny teenage mind
So that in twenty years I could be manipulated into thinking what we’re doing here is wrong
(Don’t tell me it’s wrong)
I’ve distilled this positive experience down to the purest tincture of subliminal hate
 
And I don’t want to share it
I don’t want to share it with you
No, I don’t want to share it
I don’t want to share any of this shit with you
 
Who do you think you are?
I just want a semi-precious time
Who do you think I think you are?
I just want a semi-precious time with you
 
Did you ever stop to think my shit wasn’t as solid as
I pretended it to be, I can be coy and falsify
what I need to make you think that I’m the one who’s in control,
not the one who’s floundering and lacking all maturity
Or are we just victims of a systematic clusterfuck that makes us think we don’t deserve to stay
(I don’t want to go away)
I’ve abstracted our entire history into a crippling fantasy of temporal rage
 
And I don’t want to share it
I don’t want to share it with you
No, I don’t want to share it
I don’t want to share
any of this shit with you
 
Who do you think you are?
I just want a semi-precious time
Who do you think I think you are?
I just want a semi-precious time with you
 
And I’m living with this condition of not knowing what I want
But knowing whatever it is, you don’t want any part
And I keep sticking around in case something evolves
But we just keep moving, moving, moving
 
And I don’t know where this is going but I know just where I’ve been
And I’m never going back, and no, I won’t take you back
I won’t take you back.
 
Oh your, oh your, your lips
 
Your lips are the preface to a stupid story about me and you
It doesn’t end well
Well, it doesn’t end
It’s all middle
It’s all pretend
 
You take my hand, but you really don’t know
How it went or how it’s gonna go
Well, we don’t know much
We’re not even trying
The only certain thing is that this love is
(That this love is)
 
T e r r i f y i n g
T e r r i f y i n g
T e r r i f y i n g