I Am a Familiar Creak in Your Floorboards

It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs
The more likely the chance that I'll find romance, if it somehow comes alive
I share my bed with a bad brain, spilt ash and cum stains almost every night
Find me a drug to replace the love that is slowly leaving my life

Oh, if you go
I'm wasting away, wasting our day
Oh, you know
I'm wasting away, wasting your day

Do nothing to substitute self-gratification, so 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've convince myself I'm moronic
Well, I guess that might be true, but 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