Soft Shell lyrics

Could there be a better way
For me to say that I’m feeling underwhelmed?
Can you tell?
I’m running out of attic space
To keep the sort of real disgrace I can’t sell
Half as well

Would you say if this is what you want?
Or if you’ll just take whatever comes your way

I think I’m out of similes
I think they’re out of sympathy
I can see it
“Don’t tell.”
Be careful what you say to me
The slightest sh*t might make me bleed
Oh well, soft shell

Would you say if this is what you want?
Or if you’ll just take whatever comes

I don’t feel any closer
You take, but you don’t ever need
Far still, from a feeling of closure
Yet in the end you’re only what you eat