Dilate

Dilate:

Life used to be life-like
now it's more like show biz
i wake up in the night
and i don't know where the bathroom is
and i don't know what town i'm in
or what sky i am under
and i wake up in the darkness
and i don't have the will anymore to wonder
everyone has a skeleton and a closet to keep it in
and you're mine
every song has a you,
a you that the singer sings to
and you're it this time. baby, you're it this time
when i need to wipe my face
i use the back of my hand
and i like to take up space
just because i can
and i use my dress to wipe up my drink
i care less and less what people think
you are so lame
you always disappoint me
it's kinda like our running joke,
but it's not really funny
i just want you to live up to the image of you i create
i see you and i'm so unsatisfied
i see you and i dilate
so i'll walk the plank and i'll jump with a smile
if i'm gonna go down, i'm gonna do it with style
and you won't see me surrender
you won't hear me confess,
'cuz you've left me with nothing, but i've worked with less
and i learn every room long enough to make it to the door
and then i hear it click shut behind me
and every key works differently
i forget every time
and the forgetting defines me, that's what defines me
when i say you sucked my brain out,
the english translation is i am in love with you and it is no fun
but i don't use words like love, 'cuz words like that don't matter.

but don't look so offended,
you know, you should be flattered
i wake up in the night in some big hotel bed
my hands grope for the light
my hands grope for my head
the world is my oyster
the road is my home
and i know i'm better off alone.