Well he's an absolute fucker
But I was the sucker
I fell into his trap
I was blind
I began to see myself
Through his critical eyes
It took me a while to realize, I'd never be enough
But I've spent a long time being with no one
I'm quite comfortable being alone
But somebody told me once
That your wounds attract wounds
They only come to surface to be healed
To be healed
So in a way I'm grateful for that absolute fucker
I know myself a little better than before
So if somebody tells you
The right way to live
Well I'd tell them to shove it
There ain't no rule book
Because the heart is a mystery
A mystery it will remain
And only you know the language
So listen,
So listen,
So listen,
So listen,
So listen,
So listen,
Being alone
Being alone (listen)
Listen
Listen
Listen
