Stoic

Unfelt notion Void of passion Premonition Last act closing I'm allergic Brutalistic Way of building up my habits Why did you trust me? You shouldn't have believed me Hiding behind the virtual version of me Primitive drive, I went out back, buried the key For you to see I'm a house and you're a car Halfway down the boulevard I'm a couch and you're a wall I'm just getting comfortable, you stop I got a funny feeling It's coming in like two lights on in the driveway But I'm sneaking out the back door And you watched me through the window Caught me and I didn't know Why couldn't you let me leave things alone? And I'm stoic when I wanna be And I know it's childish, but it's what I need And it's loaded, put it all on me And I might be childish, but it's what I need Why did you trust me? You shouldn't have believed me Hiding behind the virtual version of me Primitive drive, I went out back, buried the key For you to see Ooh-ooh-ooh Mm-mm-mm Why did you trust me? You shouldn't have believed me Hiding behind the virtual version of me Primitive drive, I went out back, buried the key For you to see For you to see, ooh I am a piece of all my mother's sorrow She holds the world Take my picture And hold it, treat it well