Who am I?
I am such-and-such a size,

born then-and-then
and my zodiac sign is whatsever.


I am precise x feet tall and the color of my eyes is a mix of
everpresent mediocrity and neverending sadness
My hair are super average and got that shade of indifference.

That's me, I told ya more than needed and who are you?

I like to start telling and listening after.

I've told you enough now I'm onlyone listening
to whatever's coming out of your pretty mouth
trying to keep everything forever close to me psychotically.


I'm recording every little detail and I am gonna remember even in
many years from now because that's what I'm like.

And as usual I'm talking about myself and nothing but myself.
My need for admiration is stronger that my need for cigarettes when I'm drunk.
All I want is to drop hints about myself hoping you'll remind them in many years

from now. But even if you don't, I'm gonna be okay.

REFRAIN


Never mind, I like to listen.
Even though I wanna talk about myself

I prefer hearing your voice.
It's inconvenient talking longer 'bout myself
and all my problems than having a sympathetic ear for you.

It's so much more interesting to listen.
Nobody's perfect, we all got our flaws.
never knew why but people like to tell me much.

I must be so trustworthy