We need better lighting

i'm not interested by your tales
of dirty love in bar bathrooms
with desperate girls
you found on your way

they don't intrigue me
or tempt me, or hurt me
they just make me see
how pathetic you really are

when i'm not impressed
it must drive you crazy
"how can she not care that i'm whoring myself
to fill that void she made me forget?"

don't remind me of that talk
where i felt it
and it was better
and i was whole, like i'd never been before

you're a fucking piece of shit
you'll say anything you have to
to make me fall,
fall into you again

but you left me with nothing, remember?
no words
just hanging by a thread
wondering where you'd gone

it's like you shut off the lights
and left me, sitting
in a room painted black
with no windows and no doors

but i learned to see
and that's where he was
hiding softly in the corner
waiting to be found

you drew us together
fumbling through the dark
grasping the only thing we had
looking for the way out of you

what did you expect?
i wasn't going to sit around
and wait for you
to turn back on the lights