You Must Mean Something to Me

I’m too inside my head and I don’t like it here
I just need more pills and beer
To lighten up the atmosphere
Yeah, that’ll do it
Enough to get me through this
No more feeling foolish
Or like a piece of scum in sewage
How come you fuck me like you love me though?
How come you fuck me like you love me though?
Even though you have a boyfriend ride me like a rodeo?
You don’t wanna date me, I wouldn’t either
Never owned a yacht, mansion, or beemer
I’m just another creep alone at the theater
The way she’s living in my head for rent free
Wide awake or fast asleep
It’s taking a toll on me mentally
I still smell the scent of your cigarette
Wish I could forget
But in debt to you and your black corset
Pretend to regret
The things that we do when we rub sweat
Up against each other making up for neglect
Caused by who we met
At the event
Only held onto the hand to vent
About the things that we dread