narcissist

Everyone says you've been quieter than usual

You usually talk like you've got everything to prove

Maybe it's me but it feels rainier than it should be

You think the rain's pretty but it's got me missing you

Call me a narcissist and say I only care about myself

Tell me you're over it and scream at me and make me feel like hell

I thought if you smashed your glass I'd feel the kind of pain I well deserve

But I think this might be worse

All of your friends say they've been calling you and you won't reply

Everyone says you're taking backroads home instead