Why, why why do I try to love you,
Try to love you when you don’t really want me to…?
You go back to the men who dance the dance,
You go back to your friends who will lick your ass,
You go back to ignoring the rest of us,
You go back to the center of your universe…
Dear self-centered boy, I don’t know why I still feel affected by you…
— Alanis Morissette




