Does it weigh on your conscience?
Does it keep you awake at night?
At this point I'm starting to suspect
There might not be much behind those eyes
I'm Dedicated to the notion of a narcissists one time handbook
Of all the things I keep on giving to you
Now its come down to the fact that I
I leave the answer up to you and your friends
While you pass it off as a joke
For me it never ends
And while I'm living for the moment all I wanna do is die
Build again from the ashes like, a phoenix filled with loathing and boxed wine
I know you find me so unsavory but who else is ever gonna pay your bills?
And you should know no one else could ever love you like I do
And If you think that you could ever escape from my magnetic pull
You'll just wind up back where you belong, in the garbage and
I leave the answer up to you and your friends
While you pass it off as a joke
For me it never ends
And while I'm living for the moment all I wanna do is die
Build again from the ashes like, a phoenix filled with loathing and boxed wine