I Don't Know What I'm Doing Anymore

Logically I’m not listening to myself
Why I can’t walk away
I need to put it up on my neatly dusted shelf
And just dream of another day
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
And I don’t know why I persist
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
Why I long for those fabulous lips and home
Forever indebted to his curiosities
Though I see it as a threat
Oh but all that he has taught me
Through his neglect
Mutual admiration
Aimless fascination
It’s so vexing
A complex fling
Of things he’ll never know
There’s too much to hear
The will is not there
I’m worth it, I, I swear
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
And I don’t know why I persist
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
How’d I get myself back into this?
He loves me like passing at night
A rhyme that he writes but sometimes forgets
And I will get just what I need
I will end up right where I’m supposed to be
And I refuse to be that she
So, baby, I know you won’t
But don’t cry for me 'cause
You don’t know what you’re doing anymore
And you don’t know why you resist
You don’t know what you’re doing anymore
Why you long for these fabulous lips, fabulous home
You don’t know, no, no, no, no, no
And you don’t know, no, no, no, no, no, no
I don’t know, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah, oh, why I long for those fabulous lips and home