Story of a Man Obsessed

Lip stick note on my bathroom mirror tells me I should've have known, I could still

hear her on the street below. She must've had some where to go. I grab my coat,

walk in any direction. Doesn't answer her phone, grind my teeth in the

tension, street lights come on. I feel like there's something wrong.

Tell me, tell me! I can't relax.

I feel so isolated till you come back.

And I'll write the story of a man obsessed

(Oh oh oh)

I can't go on this way.

And I wonder if you’re the hero or the renegade

(Oh oh oh )

OH we'll see how this plays

I can't tell if she's dodging my questions

This run around sends me a mixed message.

And I just don't know. Am I being irrational?

Twisted how in my thoughts, her intentions bring her to a room without my

affection

But there's no one home.

These are thoughts I have alone.

Am I reading you wrong

Cause you are taking too long

To prove where you had gone,

I lose. (I'm better without you)