Unamused

If I was a lie detector
I practically am at this point

If I were a lie detector, I'd have broken
I did that anyway, but I'm still whole, yeah
You can't see me stepping on shards
Of a broken, re-broken heart

I don't know you. You don't know you
But you're familiar, in ways you shouldn't be
For your patterns, untrue? They just couldn't be
To be a fool yet again, I just wouldn't be

Your tales are taller, beaninstalkin
The flies are circlin, please stop talkin
If I swat one and hit you instead
You can take it to heart, if it's right to the head

Maybe I could literally, swat some sense
Into your noggin. You can't be this dense
Upon a time, I was entertained
I've grown bored with you, love—if that is your name

I'm unamused
I'm unamused

If I were a DNA test, I'd come up yours
Got my head on a swivel like a studio bus tour
Through my fake lack of knowledge, I remain obsessed
I come back to reality, and I regress

Your devil Tasmanian, it's a spiral
Tried to shield my retinas and caught an eyeful
The ads are relevant. What you searching?
Though I'm absent, I may be lurking

Things I don't need to see, don't wanna know
About where you've been and where's next to go
The details only make things worse
The lack of enjoyment substitutes for the hurt

And yet here I go, playing stupid
Only I'm not playing, now I'm blaming Cupid
The more I hurt myself, the less I feel
It seems the numbness is not real

I'm unamused
I'm unamused
I'm unamused

I'm unamused