where is he sleeping tonight?
I've learned to tell them early.
I don't care about much anymore, so don't expect me to care about you.
I hate being close to people, being intimate. That goddamned smile like they're so happy.. like it's something great, and I just think about their vulnerability. How one well-placed phrase could bring them crashing down. That whole lie about how opposites attract.. we all know we want someone exactly like us and nothing good will ever come of this. And with all the difference between love and lovers, they add up sometimes. I wonder if she'll be counting. Skin against skin makes nothing but statistics. I'm wondering when giving it away becomes pouring me down the drain.
I'm beginning to think I'll never get out.
I don't care about much anymore, so don't expect me to care about you.
I hate being close to people, being intimate. That goddamned smile like they're so happy.. like it's something great, and I just think about their vulnerability. How one well-placed phrase could bring them crashing down. That whole lie about how opposites attract.. we all know we want someone exactly like us and nothing good will ever come of this. And with all the difference between love and lovers, they add up sometimes. I wonder if she'll be counting. Skin against skin makes nothing but statistics. I'm wondering when giving it away becomes pouring me down the drain.
I'm beginning to think I'll never get out.