Lovers turn into monsters at the loss of all affection Almost like it was the affection that kept them from being monsters And I could have used some warning I was on that porch all morning Smoking cigarettes and sinking deeper into doubt Could it be I am mistaken, have I stolen somebody's baby? Is it possible for two people to need the same thing? It's just the lines, they get so blurry Between what is wanted and required And I don't know on which side his heart falls But I know where mine is buried And it's so far from any wanting Yet it needs this to keep beating It won't go on without it If I'm still weighed down with subtleties Then I'll just come right out and say That I think that I deserve her More than anyone deserves anything Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this There's not enough to go around, I don't care who else gets hurt But I'm still sick with empathy because I once stood in his place I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her And I'm sure that there are reasons for everything that happens And absence leads to adoration, yeah it's nobody's fault But now there is no way to change this Time has photographed and framed it And it's hanging in a hallway That we have no right to walk back down But I hope that he feels better but I'm sick of all the drama I can't stand to see her crying, I just want this sh** to end And I want a place to hang out where record players play out And there's a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her