MOTH The Narcissist Cookbook

[Chorus]
I love you like a moth loves the moon
I love you like a moth loves the moon
I navigate by you

[Verse 1]
But advancements of modern technology have not been kind to the humble moth
All these artificial lights and open flames dotted between you and me
Falling disquietingly short of optical infinity
Fuck up my sense of direction almost entirely
And I keep setting myself on fire
This is a metaphor, obviously
A clumsy one, I know
I'm not even sure what it's for
I think it means I need you
Which is a problem because, much like the moon does every morning
You are fucking off to New Zealand

[Chorus]
I love you like a Moth loves the moon
I navigate by you
I navigate by you

[Verse 2]
So as I've said
I love you like a Moth loves the moon
except, here's the thing
The Moth needs the moon to be far away
Or else its internal navigation systems goes awry
I don't actually love you like a Moth loves the moon
It's a bad metaphor, it's a bad metaphor
But I was just trying to make you smile
Beam, if you will
From ear to pierced ear
Don't (Actually don't)