Don't you get it?
I didn't love him at all
Attention and pleasure
That's what I'm looking for
All my whims I can't take back
He wasn't the only one I've been talking to like that
So come on, hate me now
Disheartened victims of my deeds
Cure yourselves of broken hearts
It's my script so just play your part
Although I just wish I could
Be the one not just for your delight
Be the one who's not always the writer
To be your muse under this blue moonlight
Thrilling touch that'll make my heartbeat mightier
Agonizing death for their own satisfaction
I let my soul live in an uptight inaction
All these scars form us someway
I just wish maybe once I could stay
And why do I feel like this
Like a sheep in a wolves encirclement
Like gold in hands of a thief
Convicted to be spent
I just wish I could
Be the one not just for your delight
Be the one who's not always the writer
To be your muse under this blue moonlight
Thrilling touch that'll make my heartbeat mightier
I'm starting to think you think I'm numb
I'm starting to think I'm numb
I'm starting to think you think I'm numb
Write 'bout me and maybe I'll feel something