so conceited

i knew our brief moment would end
and always hoped we'd still be friends
i'm not too proud to make amends
lord knows i make enough mistakes

but you think you're better than the best,
like all the men you jilt are blessed
expecting we'd all be impressed
by what you break

and oh, you're so conceited
you know, i just don't need it
you just take and take and take

you're like a house left to decay
all of the love's weathered away
by all the spiteful things you say
and all the heartless things you do

no one lives there any more,
it's all broken windows and boarded doors
i'm tired of falling through the floors
just to please you

and oh, you're so conceited
you know, i just don't need it
i'm tired of falling through your floors

well, go ahead, hope you enjoy
whoever new you plan to destroy
convinced your tawdriness is joy
until you ditch him on a whim

am i supposed to want you back
after you paint my gray days black
i need you like a heart attack
you can keep him

and oh, you're so conceited
you know, i just don't need it
you think you stole all of my light
but all i've ever known is night