If only you loved yourself as much as them
You gave your heart despite the irony in all of their problems
You know their pain while dismissing your own solemn
Because you stored those thoughts in some hard to reach column
But knowing how one person can think
We’ll get to that hidden corridor with another drink
I wasn’t flirting with what you thought was some subtle cheeky wink
I was swimming in my problems avoiding the drown and the sink