Blank Stares

"Wait, a Pop-Tart is a dumpling! A Pop-Tart and a ravioli is a dumpling." Your tower above Eyes dry from always looking up You take your sweet time To drop a sentence that's Spineless, misshapen, a burnt-out line But there's something about you that sticks so strong No I wouldn't call it love — no no You stay the same but I'm always changing Who's stringing who along And his heart don't beat for my entertainment No and I can't fall asleep, baby, what are you proving? I can feel your blank stares, you mindless placeholder Folding over me so tight I wonder what you're made of Buried under bullshit Deep-rooted indifference Thick lips gripping cigarettes Can you remind me of the color of your eyes Replied the same as mine I thought you changed but you're saying the same things I'd love to believe you And his heart don't beat for my entertainment And I can't fall asleep, baby, what are you proving? Why do I treat him as such a casualty In a game we both don't want to be playing? I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare It's been about eleven days you've remained Out of my mind And now you tell me you wanna call me baby Bad move unless you really want me to be disinclined Haven't you heard loving me is a travesty I can feel your I can feel your I can feel your blank stare I can feel your I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare I can feel your blank stare