Why won't you look at me?
Fuck you, I look at you all the time, there is just nothing to look at
Female, I am so furious in this moment
I am also furious, listen to my vocal inflection
Now I am sad, I am sad because you are cruel, I am bored with you
You are the worst, the worst
I know you are, but what am I?
But I guess it makes a bit of sense, oh
We'd lose a lick of innocence
I give you words I stole right out of storybooks
And you give me those halfway-smiles and dirty looks
What could I possibly say to make it up?
If we run out of lust and trust we're truly fucked
And as we start to rust our hearts combust
And just like us our love will bite the dust
But we're going through the motions
And it seems, that we're going through the motions
Going through the motions
I am furious and sad and other feelings
You do not know how to feel, you are a monster, I hate you
Dispensed in an angry fashion
I need lashing out on brash decisions
These things that I know you hide that I'm not having
Blind eyes, can't turn 365 when things go stagnant
We’re trying, it’s just not there
No I’m, no guts, no glory
No violence, no love story
What could I possibly say to make it up?
If we run out of lust and trust, we’re truly fucked
And as we start to rust, our hearts combust
And just like us, our love will bite the dust
But we're going through the motions
And it seems, that we're going through the motions
Going through the motions
But we're going through the motions
And it seems, that we're going through the motions
Going through the motions