Spare Me The Couch Testo

You're old news

the way you act the way you flip your mood swings so briefly and stumble back to consciousness

I can't believe what you said, but I know some day you'll be here in this box that I made for you

it's almost too soon for this feeling of weaker eyes conceating my loathing for you

it's all too close to the truth
sorry I slept through alarm clocks watching me

listened to everything

not exactly what I used to be

empty bottles clouded minds

jars with no lids in sight

it's old news

your personality seems to lack something more then a smile shrugging back at me

how do your shoulders hold that had?

I guess that it must be lighter than air

can you spare please your sympathy?
it's awfully intriguing on how you keep blaming me

pathetically you're all washed out and torn

your name makes me shake

my shirt won't come clean

it's all in the advice that you take

it's all in your head