Testo Exposure Therapy

Trick question, I got a confession
I wanna get your attention
I’m fixed, my compulsion is you
In order to scratch my disorder
I see a double exposure
It’s fixed in the crease of my palm

Reassure me Tell me I’m pretty
Tell me I’m someone
You wanna, you wanna envy
You’re an image
Where do I fit in?
Where do I get off?
I know you wanna let me

Will you pine for me?
Exposure therapy
You’re talking me to sleep
There’s nothing here to see
I’ve got a lot of thoughts
And you’ve got obligations I can’t tend to
You’ve got a lot of nerve to keep me waiting Patience is a virtue

A glutton with no repercussions
You’re giving nothing
I’m fixed, my corruption is you

Reassure me
Tell me I’m pretty
Tell me I’m someone
You wanna, you wanna envy
You’re an image
Where do I fit in?
Where do I get off?
I know you wanna let me

Will you pine for me?
Exposure therapy
You’re talking me to sleep
There’s nothing here to see
I’ve got a lot of thoughts
And you’ve got obligations I can’t tend to
You’ve got a lot of nerve to keep me waiting
Patience is a virtue