"Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear, to cut out words I've got written on my chair-- Like do you think I'm sexy..." By sheer force of embarrassment, Dolf got a moment's pause out of the song there. His face had gone completely red, and he was suddenly very acutely aware of where he was sitting, like the entire universe had homed in on that one spot just to make him feel the most embarrassment humanly possible.

"Do you think I really care..."