Leaving - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

You're trying to make a problem, and you know that I'm suggestible

If only through confusion 'cause the bombing never stops

And I can't be fucked to feel that kind of complicated longing

So for God's sake drop the attitude, of course I think she's hot

You fucking know she is, just look at her, I know we both have eyes

But I'm too blitzed to even properly experience desires

And I hadn't even noticed 'til you put this in my head

But is somebody's choice of outfit really cause to want me dead?

That's barely a hyperbole; I see the way you look at me

And frankly, friend, it's frightening, I think I'd better leave

At the rate you're finding fault with me, my safety feels in jeopardy

Sometimes you come to bed with me and kick me in your sleep

But the bruises are much easier to live with than the bully and the brat

Disappointment and disgust in alternation

Feeling fat and feeling scrawny at the same damn time

From your moaning while you keep some "other man" on the line

And I don't even know what he looks like

And I don't want to

Medicate, medicate

Doesn't matter

Never mattered less

Many blessings

The number's been done

No changing the weather

The concrete is set

I'm leaving forever

I can't help it

Something feels wrong

Or just stranger than ever

Think I'm on my own now

I'm leaving forever

I can't help it

And you'll build another life

On top of my bones

I saw it coming

Fucking years ago

But I can't move

And I can't speak

"I had a dream of my wife

She was dead

But it was alright"