Disillusioned

The guy in the washed out light and the girl in the corner She says she's looking for someone who won't bore her again He walks in, she doesn't know where he's going doesn't know where he's Where he's been, where he's been And they seem happy but you know it's a race Two weeks later she's screaming in his face "Are you done with this?" "Why don't you ever, why don't ever? It's not that I'm not listening I just don't care Your story seemed self-interested, you know they just don't interest me (I just don't know what to think) You think your loving's a gift to society or whoever comes knocking it's not (Your fault you didn't know your) Some people, some people have a disposition to talk The guy in the washed out light right behind me And the girl in the corner share a nervous look as i ask them Where were you on august first I guess she wanted in on a second verse And she whispers, darling are you using me? Am i using you? He whispers broken, "honey, i know we're losing light And I don't want to be alone, no I don't want to be alone for the night