You're My Obsession, Not Me

I use those words a lot and yes I know it to be true
But that's not all that's in my head, there's other stuff there too
If you could hear my thoughts you'd know that I don't want to fight
Because you'd know that all I think is what you're doing right

now?

Every day it seems there's something new to start about
If you could then, I think, you'd be scary when you shout
Can't keep these thoughts in, now you think that I'm a drama queen
And I get all upset 'cause I think you're just being mean

sometimes.

I have wondered though, if I can't live without this stuff
This need for the excitement and for making your life tough
But if I'm ever feeling happy you won't let it be
So blame yourself too 'cause it's not all down to crazy me

is it?

So if I'm bubbly, cheery, glad you quickly make that end
Bring me to the sad place you were kind enough to lend
So now you can complain and make fun saying "woe is me"
But this was what you wanted, no, what you'd rather me be?

I can't win

No I fucking don't just make a big deal out of all
I'm getting tired of being made to feel so fucking small
Always saying how I feel...now I'm like those daft birds,
I don't only care for me, you prick...I just overuse those words

"I", "me".