Lovers turn into monsters at the loss of all affection   Almost like it was the affection that kept them from being monsters   And I could have used some warning   I was on that porch all morning   Smoking cigarettes and sinking deeper into doubt   Could it be I am mistaken, have I stolen somebody’s baby?   Is it possible for two people to need the same thing?   It's just the lines, they get so blurry   Between what is once, and now required   And I don't know on which side his heart falls   But I know where mine is buried   And it's so far from any wanting   Yeah, it needs this to keep beating   It won't go on without it   If I'm still weighed down with subtleties   Then I'll just come right out and say   That I think that I deserve her   More than anyone deserves anything   Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this   There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt   But I’m still sick with empathy because I was stood in his place   I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her   And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens   And absence leads to adoration, yeah it’s nobody’s fault   But now there is no way to change this   So I just photographed and framed it   And it’s hanging in a hallway   That we have no right to walk back down   But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama   I can’t stand to see her crying, I just want this shit to end   And I want a place to hang out where record players play out   And there’s a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her