You'd rather be with her if you could, don't think that I don't detect it if you can't say it, why don't you ask Captain Subtext? He lives between the lines, a thinly veiled implication, a feeling, causing havoc underneath my skin I said I'd rather be alone that feel like I have been rejected, I mean it: "have heart, will protect it" It's unreliable this system of irrigation, pumping jealousy underneath my skin All the lies I tell to protect it I never quite say what I mean I'm too polite to be comfortable in my skin Oh to have lived a life where everyone values your opinion, no question, you have jurisdiction And so you call the shots and say it as you see 'em coming Tell me, who else do you find stunning? I'd laugh it off, pretend it's just innate conversation, when really it seeps underneath my skin