After O’Rourke’s, 2:10 a.m.

I hate it when you say you need me
You don't need me
I hate even worse that I need you
It kills me
When I was young I loved to be by myself, all alone
Now that I'm older I'm scared of myself, all alone
So lay with me, my love

I hate it when you say you know me
You don't know me
I hate even worse that I know you
You're no mystery
You refuse to acknowledge how much you can't stand who I am
I've been trying to tell you that I've been a terrible man
I hate it when you call
So lonely after the bar
I know I should hang up the phone
But I never do