I don't need your bed
I've got my own room
I don't need your key
I've lived here since June

I've looked out the window,
Seen the sky in it's various states
I didn't mind about the wait
It made the sorrow go away

I've picked up a new hobby
As I sat in the lobby
To distract me of the sight
Of your insatiable appetite

I've avoided that floor
I've grown to like dismissing you, to ignore
Because you disable my progress,
Because you instigate my distress

But I've learned to gain confidence by the stairs
As I distanced myself from where you sat, on that chair
Because you use the elevator like you use people
You need to put weight on others to bring yourself up, on another level