and I have to touch myself
to think about you

I don't need to feel it
to know you're crying

you'd better cry yourself to sleep every day.
I hope you do, too.


you know I look at your window
every other day
can't stop thinking about it

I listen to your song
your boring sad songs

Hi,
I'm your sociopath for the day. How do you do?

my brain is bored by your openness.