Dissembler Lyrics

When did you begin to dissemble

When did I begin to resemble you

Oh you must remember when you disassembled me

I guess I just hate the way you make me feel

Not real, don't cry, consume me

And I'll resume feeling being free



You played it right, you made up for those twentieth

sixty

My twenty and eight, my twenty and eight

There's still so much that I'm missing

I did you wrong you keep on insisting

When it was always you was going to cease and desist me



And despite you're called away

And despite this glimmering hate

I still remember when all it took was my touch

I guess you can't take the way I make you feel

Too much, that's fine, I'm gone

And doubled me, and murdered myself in my sleep



You played it right, you made up for those twentieth

sixty

My twenty and eight, my twenty and eight

There's still so much that I'm missing

I did you wrong you keep on insisting

When it was always you was going to cease and desist me



I'm your 1980 your adolescent baby

Double me and see if you can change me

One or the other, it's just a little rearranging

We both do well in bed, so why not exchange me

I'm your 1980 your adolescent baby

It echoes from my double, but this trouble won't shame

me

So go ahead and frame me, go ahead and frame me

You can double date me, trouble leaves you shaking

It's the trouble of your making

It's the trouble of your making

It's the trouble of your making

It's the trouble of your making