Am I getting better?

Am I just getting better at acting?

I think you've got me figured out

With your tongue inside my mouth

I'm an asshole

Am I feeling better?

Am I just getting better at drinking?

And kissing every girl I meet

In hopes to build my self-esteem

I'm a taker

Well, it's not the right time

And it's not a good idea

Well, maybe I'm pretty biased

But that doesn't seem fair to me

But I lust after her and she's in love with me

Well, this is fucking out of control, man, seriously

Do you really think you'll be better off alone?

Yeah, you're the one to talk, never knowing what you want

And it just takes a toll on my heart, girl, honestly

For just this once, could you be straight up with me?

And if you knew me half as well as you think you do

I wouldn't waste all my time convincing you:

"I'm not who you think I am."

I probably don't give a damn about your band, man

I just hope you understand

That I'm rotten to the core

I'm a selfish attention whore

Don't expect optimism

I left it at the door

And there's a thousand nights like tonight

You look me in the eyes

It eats away at me

I'm running out of air to breathe

And you, you're pretty good for me

I'm all that you want and need

But I won't kiss you unless someone else is ignoring me

It's fucked up