How I Lost Your Respect

It starts:
We're the same kind, both tagged deep
In parallel search, parallel speech
But now your only exercise is to sleep
Around and around and around
And your duty calls - you must fall in love

It starts again with:
Something holding a guitar
Having dropped a jaw
In style, timed out, it gets old
You're high on
Descending, high on trauma

But when you say you don't want me
In every single cell, every evil thought
I ever had about myself comes true

Taking U-turns inside
I hang on tight to my confabulated visions
I choose to see myself on your bed
On your street, cut the outside of your door
I can't read the signs
(My machine does magic)
But when the metaphor dies
Is where you're still alive

(...)

We're the same kind, both tagged deep
In parallel search, parallel speech
But now your only exercise is to sleep

But when you say you don't want me
In every single cell, every evil thought
I ever had about myself comes true

(...)