NYhilism

I’ve been playing that game I’ve never been fond of
Where single people exchange double entendres
And they hope to get laid with overwrought mantras
But Mrs. Right ain’t out tonight

You’ve been making those eyes and making no difference
I’ve been making up lies for keeping my distance
'Cause my rational side never does listen
To antidotes for misanthropes

Why can I only stand to stomach
The piquing of interest but nevеr the summit?

They’ve been rushing thе stage and leaving me numbers
I get lost in that maze and steal my own thunder
Am I over that phase? I’m not getting younger
Just leave me be, ‘cause honestly

I’m just an egghead caught in
Bachelorhood’s iron yoke
So all I’ve got are these songs
To take home to meet my folks

Why can I only stand to stomach
The piquing of interest but never the summit?
Widened eyes always send me running
And seeking the nearest exit for nothing