It's the moment when you don't look me in the eye
It's the silent claws of demons at my back
It's the silence after I finish washing the dishes
It's the afterthought that I might be your best friend
I can't sleep anymore, but you all want something from me
I'm not moved anymore, but you all want something from me
I don't care anymore, but you all want something from me
It's the way you deal in smugness about everything i care about
It's the way that you slick back your hair and run your f*cking mouth
It's the way you lick your fingers after scraping every plate
It's the way you make me love you, when all the signs tell me to run away
And I see you when the door is closed, and I know your mouths are moving
And I see you when the door is closed, and I know the wheels are turning
I see you
I see you