I'm willing to see the best in everyone
But I like to see the worst
It's thrilling, a whirlwind of a cycle guessing
Who will get hurt first
It's chilling, watching it all play out
Good foresight's a curse
And it's killing me to drown out all the doubt
I'll wind up in a hearse
Baby I'm afraid
That nothing, nothing will be enough
And honey I'm afraid
That no ex machina will save us from above
And now I'm just afraid
That I will always have to be this tough
So now I'm just not in the mood for love
It's pointless, there's nothing I hate more than
Wasting my time (Don't waste my time)
Exploited, they know that it's best to use me
While I'm still in my prime
Disjointed, these should be the golden years
There's no room to pine
Sick of disappointment, so I'll find myself cancelling
Even if he seems perfectly fine
Baby I'm afraid
That nothing, nothing will be enough
And honey I'm afraid
That no ex machina will save us from above
And now I'm just afraid
That I will always have to be this tough
So now I'm just not in the mood for love
(In the mood for love)
Got so much to lose, so much to do
Why give up sleep or my peace for you?
Got so much to lose, so much to do
Why risk diminishing me for you?
Got so much to lose, so much to do
Why give up sleep or myself for you?
(I'll never be in the mood for love)