I Am a Familiar Creak in Your Floorboards

Doing nothing to substitute self-gratification
I climax with a sigh
Distance myself from all conversation
Where is my mind?
I know it’s annoying when my head drifts away
I convince myself I’m moronic
And I guess that might be true
When nothing compares to
Something platonic
If you want me to go, you know I will
If you want me to go, you know, you know
If you want me to go, you know I will
If you