Narcissus
Dear Momma's boyI know you've had your butt licked by your motherI know you've enjoyed all that attention from herAnd every woman graced with your presence afterDear Narcissus boyI know you've never really apologized for anythingI know you've never really taken responsibilityI know you've never really listened to a woman
Dear me-show boyI know you're not really into conflict resolutionOr seeing both sides of every equationOr having an uninterrupted conversation
And any talk of healthinessAnd any talk of connectednessAnd any talk of resolving thisLeaves you running for the door
(Why, why do I try to love youTry to love you when you really don't want me to?Why, why do I try to love youTry to love you when you really don't want me to?)
Dear egotist boyYou've never really had to suffer any consequenceYou've never stayed with anyone longer than ten minutesYou'd never understand anyone showing resistanceDear popular boyI know you're used to getting everything so easilyA stranger to the concept of reciprocityPeople honor boys like you in this society
And any talk of selflessnessAnd any talk of working at thisAnd any talk of being of serviceLeaves you running for the door
(Why, why do I try to help youTry to help you when you really don't want me to?Why, why do I try to help youTry to help you when you really don't want me to?)
You go back to the women who will dance the danceYou go back to your friends who will lick your assYou go back to ignoring all the rest of usYou go back to the center of your universe
Dear self centered boyI don't know why I still feel affected by youI've never lasted very long with someone like youI never did although I have to admit I wanted toDear magnetic boyYou've never been with anyone who doesn't take your shitYou've never been with anyone who's dared to call you on itI wonder how you'd be if someone were to call you on it
And any talk of willingnessAnd any talk of both feet inAnd any talk of commitmentLeaves you running for the door
(Why, why do I try to change youTry to change you when you really don't want me to?Why, why do I try to change youTry to change you when you really don't want me to?)
You go back to the women who will dance the danceYou go back to your friends who will lick your assYou go back to being so obliviousYou go back to the center of the universe