Lights To Leave Behind

I see you've made your mind up, and I've missed my turn to talk
Your manic machinations seem so feigned
And I guess I should thank you
You've done all the thinking for both of us

What's that?
There are two of us in this?

It turns out that I don't want to be your friend
I want to be in your bed
And it's a nice fresh start for you
While I sit and stare and shake
How'd we get here?

I've learned quite a lot about us both
Do you know how embarrassing it is to sleep across from you?
To know I lost the game?
To know I failed to see the change?

What's that?
You've been 'thinking of me'?
It's just, call me a cynic but I'm not humbled by that

It turns out that I don't want to be your friend
I want to be in your bed
And it's a nice fresh start for you
While I sit and stare and shake
It's so simple

Try to state your case and make it rational
Just be sure to spend as little time as possible with me
I'm learning every day that I've still got things to learn
I guess I should thank you
You know what you're doing
I'm struggling

I guess you've made your mind up, and yet you still keep touching me
I've got two floors of well worn stairs to climb
And a whole town's lights to leave behind

The problem is that I will never be your friend
I'll always look to your bed
And it's the best fucking year for you
Watching me sit and stare and scream
I can't believe I let you do this to me