| It’s late in the day | 
| Threw caution aside | 
| Who cares what I say? | 
| Not shocked or ashamed | 
| Through conscious of mind | 
| I crave what I crave | 
| Love up to my knees and then overhead | 
| It’s praise when you speak | 
| Though privileged I fight, though passive it seems | 
| Desire to please | 
| Unsatiable someone | 
| And the chance to get to make us | 
| Is this a sign that I’m obsessed? | 
| Obvious, yes | 
| Past spells I cast have paid out | 
| I truly need attention bad | 
| I’m just too shy to ask | 
| Remembering when I came to believe in passion again | 
| A name that’s in jest and seriously | 
| My love is expressed, I’m serious baby | 
| My life is a LARP now | 
| They’re really inside you | 
| I’m really this person | 
| Turn me inside out | 
| Don’t ask me about him | 
| You know more than I do | 
| It’s best to keep silent 'bout what he had gone through | 
| You see, blood runs cold in the comfort of the backroom | 
| Do you actually think I would’ve made it this far without you? | 
| I was raised by Polish Catholics | 
| No one taught me how to sing, obviously | 
| Dear Spotlight, you can go now | 
| I’m tired of what this life can bring | 
| And bored of everything | 
| Eyes closed in contradiction | 
| Life is passion, life is pain | 
| They are one in the same | 
| This past one’s been a bad one | 
| I question how we’ll carry on | 
| My will has not been strong, at least not since our last time | 
| Is this a sign that I’m obsessed? | 
| Obvious, yes | 
| This past one’s been a bad one | 
| I truly need attention bad | 
| I’m just too shy to ask |