I guess what's fucked is that I'm learning to love me But i feel like i need someone to do that for me It's always late when i hear my mother crying She tells me about her nightmares where i'm dying And my mother sings from her lungs like a bird that can't fly Like a moth to the light, sticking closer with time I'll be fine on my own, oh i think i want love I want to be alone, want to be left to roam Want to call you my own I guess it's fucked that This is all temporary Except the space between my teeth That consumes me How can i love you If you can't see me smile If i looked how i feel Would this even matter And i sing from my lungs like a bird that can't fly Like a moth to the light, i get closed up with time I'll be fine on my own, oh i think i want love I want to be alone, want to make a new home see less