Текст песни Personality Disorders — anyone but myself

Fucking your chest to get closer to your heart.
This is a lyric you'll probably hate, but I've loved you from the start.

And I hurt you, but you'll never admit it.

And I never wanted anything else than to be anyone but myself.

You told me I was begging for attention when I told you, "this room, it was built for sickness". There's a collection of stains on sheets I won't throw because it's the closest I'll get to holding you again.

And I never wanted anything else than to be anyone but myself.
We can't sleep together but live in separate rooms.