This self-centered heart keeps on beating
My weak mind won’t just lay down and die
Numbly grasping for truth to hold onto
What you can’t feel cannot satisfy

My high horse is just an illusion
I’m swamped in **** up to my knees
At my best I am easy to disappoint
At my worst I’m so **** hard to please.

Can you taste the desire in my kiss, boy?
It’s not you that I’ve been looking for
I don’t want anyone in particular
I prefer for my heart to be sore

Pick me up off the ground or come join me
While I hide myself deep in the grass
I don’t know how I’m here in the first place
I don’t know when this fever will pass

Should I just want this all to be over?
Do I savor and capture and seize?
This young heart may seem easy to break, love -
But it’s locked, even I have no keys.