How shallow is your hatred?
Without language could it still exist?
Eight years were we ever in the same room together?
With this one I vow to be radically different

I'm not expecting very much, just you
I'm not expecting very much, just you

Every obsession takes a dark turn, and you can take one too
Shot in the back of the head in a hearse though it doesn't really feel that perverse

'Cause I'm not expecting very much, just you
I'm not expecting very much, just you

Oh, it's an Oedipal world out there, you can't hack it up
She starts all the rumors about herself when she gets around to it
Gets around to speaking in first person to be the Duchess of other people's moods
Just a few steps away from intellectual lies a safe space for all your pettiness
And it's need to be free, wild and ugly and perfect and free
Your mother never painted me that's why I present as an effigy
Just trying to fit in to your life to see how it feels
There's only one way to know and that's to make it real

I'm not expecting very much, just you
I'm not expecting very much, just you