lyrics – out of without

All he ever hears is his own voice.
All he ever touches is himself.
All he ever sees is his reflection and not me.
And all I ever hear is his voice.
All I ever touch is him.
All I ever see is his reflection and not me.
And that’s not it.
That’s not what I want. No.
That’s not it at all.
That’s not it.
That’s not what I paid for.
All he ever plays with are his own toys.
All he ever reads is what he writes.
All he ever eats is what he’s cooking for himself.
And all I ever play with are his toys.
All I ever read is what he writes.
All I ever eat is what he’s cooking for himself.
And that’s not it.
That’s not what I want. No.
That’s not it at all.
That’s not it.
That’s not what I paid for.
Maybe if I let my hair down.
Maybe if I smile.
Maybe if I walk behind him.
If I have his child, I’ll be fine.
All he ever thinks of is his own life.
All he ever turns on is his light.
All he ever loves is his opinions and not mine.
And that’s not it.
That’s not what I want. No.
That’s not it at all.
That’s not it.
That’s not what I paid for.