I can't help if I lose interest
I'm not entirely to blame
When you give me what I ask for
I never have to ask again
Never really meant to hurt you baby
I meant every word I said
But when you fucked with me the first time
Guess it lingers in my head
And I ask myself if this is what I really want
Every time I'm done holding you
Ask myself if this is what I really want
But I've got no one left to hold on to
Holding on to what I'm left with
Never let you in too close
I could stop and cut my losses
Another line in my life's prose
That I write again and again
Like poems with no end
I can't understand understand, so I'll just pretend
And I ask myself if this is what I really want
Every time I'm done holding you
I should ask myself if this is what I really want
But I've got no one left to hold on to
Ask myself if this is what I really want
Got no one left to hold onto
And I know
Ask myself if this is what I really want
Again and again, Again and again
Ask myself if this is what I really want
Again and again, Again and again
