A Song About Being Sad

Always felt like I needed to please her, or impress her
 Though only in the hope that one day I would undress her
 Don't be offended
 You think I'm 'bout to tell you that "I love you"
 But I really, really, really fucking don't
 See the months of obsession
 And crying for hours
 I even started sitting down in the shower, girl
 I'll take my time on my own
 And I'll be fine now I'm alone
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 Constantly told stories with a stretch of the truth
 Trying hard to make memories to remember from youth
 Desperately wanting you to be interested too
 It's not clear what I need yet
 But it's clear it's not you
 Here's what I'd say to any young man that's still interested in you
 Do you prioritise the things in your life
 The things that you hope to do?
 'Cause if not then
 Mate you'd better trust me when I tell you that
 It's not worth forgetting about yourself
 Because of one fucking girl
 She may seem perfect, and gorgeous, and lovely
 You'll think she likes you
 I mean I thought she loved me, no
 But no
 Neither of us will get down from the shelf
 The only one she loves is herself