When you're absent, I'm myself
Perhaps a bit lonelier version
No less fitful and bored
But capable of happiness

When you're here, I'm unbearable
I live for whatever piece I can get
I switch from human to pet
I'm a dog scraping leftovers off of your floor

Living for others is what I do
I'm half-dead when it comes to you
I'm a vicious, thirsty version of me
And you love it