Now the urge to start a fire starts with a little bit of anger
a little bit of insanity, or a little bit of need for more

Im always needing more.
From today until the final score.
Im always needing a little more infamacy
a little less room to breathe.
that would be sweet

I want to be suffocated
I want to be able to feel weak
I don’t want to be the one who is needed
I want to be able to need

But all I get is selfishness,
I’m just full of arrogance.
Consequential conceitedness
Wait till you get a hit of this.

It’s just so foolish
I’m just so foolish
Why do I have to deal with this?
Why do I put up with this shit?

I want to be a little girl
The innocent little girl you cared for
And didn’t talk about behind my back
Then get annoyed that I’m upset with that