Mannequin Loveseat

Hear me out: I don’t listen well
Follow closely, while I help myself
I’m always a pleasure to be with
When the pleasure’s always mine
So give me something, or someone
I can hide behind
I’m sad about girls
No, I’m sad about pretty things just out of reach
I’ll just stay home, with my mannequin loveseat;
She’s got dibs on my heart
I can’t explain it. It’s complicated —
I found my strength in numbers
But I can’t fake it any longer
Because I’m a pleasure to be with
If the pleasure’s always mine
So give me something, or someone
I can hide behind
I’m sad about girls
No, I’m sad about pretty things just out of reach
I’ll just stay home, with my mannequin loveseat;
She’s got dibs on my heart
Is there anything? (Is there anything?)
Is there anything left? (Is there anything left?)
Is there anything left of me at all? (Is there anything left of me at all?)
Is there anything? (Is there anything?)
Is there anything left? (Is there anything left?)
Is there anything left of me at all? (Is there anything left of me at all?)
I’m sad about girls
No, I’m sad about pretty things just out of reach
I’ll just stay home (stay home), with my mannequin loveseat;
She’s got dibs on my heart
I’m sad about girls
No, I’m sad about pretty things just out of reach
I’ll just stay home, with my mannequin loveseat;
She’s got dibs on my heart
Is there anything? (Is there anything?)
Is there anything left? (Is there anything left?)
Is there anything left of me at all?