and I can hardly get myself out of her bed
for fear of never lying in this bed again
Oh christ -- I'm not that desperate --
oh no, oh god, i am
How'd I end up here to begin with?
I don't know
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh, please don't barage me with the questions
to all those ugly answers
My ego's like my stomach
it keeps shitting what I feed it