So I guess I’m selfish in the corners of your mind.
Unwrap me and destroy me it makes me feel alive.
I don’t understand, I’m an empty voidless soul.
And the worthless things I ask for are pointless to control.
I can never feel your pain the way it takes your mind.
you can never love me the way I need you’ve proven that with time.
I guess that’s how you view me too. Why do we stick around?
Why do I love to be with you? It always brings me down.