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