text: Always felt like I needed to please her, or impress her
  Though only in the hope that one day I would undress her
  Dont be offended
  You think Im bout to tell you that I love you
  But I really, really, really fuckin dont
  See the months of obsession
  And crying for hours
  I even started sittin down in the shower, girl
  Ill take my time on my own
  And Ill be fine, now Im alone
  Constantly told stories with a stretch of the truth
  Trying hard to make memories to remember from youth
  Desperately wanting you to be interested too
  Its not clear what I need yet
  But its clear its not you
  Heres what Id say to any young man thats still interested in you
  Do you prioritize the things in your life?
  The things that you hope to do?
  Cause if not, then
  Mate, youd better trust me when I tell you that
  Its not worth forgettin about yourself
  Because of one fucking girl
  She may seem perfect, and gorgeous, and lovely
  Youll think she likes you
  I mean I thought she loved me, no
  But no
  Neither of us will get down from the shelf
  The only one she loves is herself