I have a problem with complacency You have a problem with me I was a fire That kept you warm 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 I have a problem with complacency, in 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 f**ing feet away But he's the one who you'll fall asleep with You were a black hole in my sky Doom above Burnt out everything 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