Paper Cup

Oh, I have a problem with complacency
You've got your problem with me
Oh, I've got a problem with complacency
You've got your problem with me

Oh, I was a fire that kept you warm
I filled you up, now there's nothing but ashes in a paper cup
I was a shockwave to your brain
Correcting every memory
Now I'm a dissonance ringing over again and again and again
I won't shut up

Well, I have a problem with complacency
It's how I spend my days
You have a problem with the simple fact
That you can't stop cheating on me
Borrowed lines in a hotel when I'm two fucking feet away
But he's the one who you'll fall asleep with

You were a black hole in my sky
Doom above burned out everything, and there's nothing left for you to love
I was an arsonist, I was a saint
I am whatever you need
But you just don't hate yourself enough to choose one of us
So now you're losing everything but me