Tristan
Weslanda
[Verse 1]
For purely physical reasons
At night, I tear[?] myself
Strictly unnecessary and boundless
Always bringing up his ugly side
I hope he forgives, comforts me, or leaves

[Verse 2]
If she will ever cut loose
I'll make sure she loses all
But if I am mistaken
I hope he forgives, comforts me, and never leaves

[Chorus]
I don't need people
But I'm the kind who needs them around
Without them needing me [x4]

[Verse 3]
For purely physical reasons
I seem to always challenge myself
Attracted by the opposite, the idea of being lied to
Forming no expectations, maybe wishful thinking
Never knew you were this courageous

[Verse 4]
His threat eats me up inside
Like nothing I can recall
Oh, if I will collapse again
I hope he forgives, comforts me, and helps me
[Chorus]
I don't need people
But I'm the kind who needs them around
Without them needing me [x4]