Darlin I'm a dick to everyone but you
Darlin I don't care for the light of day
I got you and your bright eyes
I can't seem to sing what they wanna sing
I can't seem to care what they wanna hear
They call me Count Solitude
Cuz I'm antisocial with an attitude
Oh darlin I love you
Don't mistake my stoic for a foreign excuse
I carry darkness on my chest
Where my heart might be there's a bullet proof vest
Oh oh oh
This is the part where my misanthropy
Oh it checks on in and it breaks your heart
This is the part where my misanthropy
Oh it checks on in and it breaks your heart
They call me Count Solitude
Cuz I'm antisocial with an attitude
Oh darlin I love you
Don't mistake my stoic for a foreign excuse
I carry darkness on my chest
Where my heart might be there's a bullet proof vest
Oh oh oh
They call me Count Solitude
Cuz I'm antisocial with an attitude
Oh darlin I love you
Don't mistake my stoic for a foreign excuse
I carry darkness on my chest
Where my heart might be there's a bullet proof vest
Oh oh oh