oh sweet desperation, why do you haunt me so?

"maybe we don't want to be found?
maybe we don't want you tracking us down?"

i'm not inadequate.
i'm not inadequate.
i'm not inadequate.

well, now that all that obscure jibber-jabber is down,
maybe i can actually complete a thought.

i will never understand relationships.
never.
i am fucking clueless on the matter.

i just want someone to chill with.
i want someone who i enjoy talking to,
someone who enjoys talking to me.
i also want someone who i don't need to talk with all the time.
some of our favorite moments could be in complete silence.
i want someone who's into music,
not necessarily my music, just music.
i want someone who's gonna take me to bed after the party,
not even to do anything,
just someone to sleep next to me so i'm not alone.
and then,

i don't want them to leave me for someone else.

is that too much to ask?