Psychosocial

I love your projection but I don't love you Your perceived perfection though it's just not true I want an escape and tonight that's you You are my victim, you are my muse Just one specimen of a multitude I want a cliché I can click on cue Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Give me all access, give me what I want The compassionship of your tableau vivants I'm entertained until I'm not Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial You don't call, you don't write It's like I don't even know you You don't look, you never reply And you won't 'cause I'm a Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) Psychosocial (And you won't 'cause I'm a...) Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) Psychosocial (It's like I don't even know you) I love your projection but I don't love you