Selfish?
It seems to me that the word means
Something between obsession and a mild disdain
These days
I've been feeling enflamed from my old ways
And it seems to me the word's said
Either by zealots or mouths with a cavernous ache
These days
I've been reeling back from my old ways
I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure
Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters
I wanted you to like me
But did I want you to be happy
Did I just want you for myself
Is it okay to feel the way that I felt
Was it selfish
Looking to lease if not own
Another body that felt like home, oh
Happy
I think I wanted to make you
But more or less than I wanted to take you
A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top
Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop
It seems to me the world spins
With little or no attention paid to all of my crimes
But these days
I've been making amends with a blank page
It seems to me that the world's moved on
Or forgot or never really cared much at all
And I should be grateful for that I suppose
I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure
Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters
I wanted you to like me.
But did I want you to be happy
Did I just want you for myself
Is it okay to feel the way that I felt
Was it selfish
Looking to lease if not own
Another body that felt like home, oh
Happy
I think I wanted to make you
But more or less than I wanted to take you
A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top
Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop
Something between obsession and a mild disdain
These days
I've been feeling enflamed from my old ways
And it seems to me the word's said
Either by zealots or mouths with a cavernous ache
These days
I've been reeling back from my old ways
I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure
Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters
I wanted you to like me
But did I want you to be happy
Did I just want you for myself
Is it okay to feel the way that I felt
Was it selfish
Looking to lease if not own
Another body that felt like home, oh
Happy
I think I wanted to make you
But more or less than I wanted to take you
A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top
Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop
It seems to me the world spins
With little or no attention paid to all of my crimes
But these days
I've been making amends with a blank page
It seems to me that the world's moved on
Or forgot or never really cared much at all
And I should be grateful for that I suppose
I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure
Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters
I wanted you to like me.
But did I want you to be happy
Did I just want you for myself
Is it okay to feel the way that I felt
Was it selfish
Looking to lease if not own
Another body that felt like home, oh
Happy
I think I wanted to make you
But more or less than I wanted to take you
A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top
Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop
Credits
Writer(s): Naomi Victoria
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