Narcissist Younger Hunger

I’m always wondering
If what your blouse is covering
Would make a stranger outta me
Make a stranger outta me
Or lead me to recovery
If what I want is what you need
You tell me I’m a softy
That gets me thru the whole week
You’re tryna make fun of me, I know that
It really don’t bother me because that means that

I’m in your dreams
In my dreams
I’m in your dreams
In my dreams

Breathing feeling like a sin
When we are sharing oxygen
The second you come walking in
Second you come walking in
You pull my heart strings like a pin
And pluck me like a violin
You say you play me softly
That’s hardly true but maybe
You’re tryna make fun of me, I know that
It really don’t bother me
Because that means that