moth's fear

I’ve been dating my intimacy issues
And you’re the one I’m cheating it with
I’m tired of neglecting myself to be happy like my shrink says
But I’d rather drink my coffee alone,
That keep throwing it all over your face.

I’ve been dating myself for centuries
And you’re not in the position to ask me anything
I’m satisfy of being a housewife on this introspective marriage
We’ll keep meeting on dirty streets, I’m always late.
Cause that’s what I got, that’s our fate.

I know I don’t worth a penny you spend on me, mate.
But that’s the price you pay for the fucked up boys that you date.
It’s time to go home now, excuse me my dear
I’ve got a house to clean, it’s full of bugs
And my little baby has a moth’s fear.