The day-to-day headaches are blooming into dull
This blank slate of mediocrity is awful
You move in, I pull away with nowhere to go
We're on borrowed time with loans to pay for more
I'm not reading in but the writing's on the page
It's been there for weeks it seems but I've never seen it before today
I've come along but I'm alone, I've paired up but I'm missing one
I'm doing my part to be whole
No more
I don't want this love
I don't need anyone
What used to seem clean is crusted with dirt
What used to be a spark now feels like a chemical burn
I've twisted I've turned, I have flipped inside out
I've learned I haven't changed, just got better at hiding doubt
I've come along but I'm alone, I've paired up but I'm missing one
I'm doing my part to be whole
No more
I don't want this love
I don't need anyone
This play I act, the stoic trance
I don't mean it
This show of balance, a subtle dance
It's dead breath, I don't mean it
This play I act, the stoic trance
I don't mean it
This show of balance, it never lasts
It's dead breath, I don't mean it
I don't want this love
I don't need anyone
I don't need this touch
I don't need anyone