Bad At Love

I'm miserable I guess yea, I know I'm a mess I'm stripped off naked and I don't even need to dress I'm shriveled and yea, it's true I've never seen any bless I've never known any embrace I've never had someone to keep me on the press I've never seen lips to kiss I've never had a soul to tease I've never had a heart to call home Because I'm ever in a dark sickening dome Let me lift my sorrowful head and fix my tearful eyes above And let me cry out that I'm bad at love.