Louise Post feels my pain

Disconnected, it's the way that I want it to be,
The Cult Electric is my favorite record of the week
'cause I'm not feeling sweet.

But I can't say that when everyone is so judgmental.
And I can't play back all the times when you were gentle
'cause even you can't be true.

It's astounding what love can do to a city;
Laurel Canyon was the best place for you and me to be.
I closed the curtains and I dreamed a dream of domesticity:
what a freak you made of me.

Now I'm on Zoloft because you told me I was crazy;
and I won't jump cause now I know you'd never catch me;
and I can't leave you because you swore you'd never let me,
but even you talk shit too.

It's January, when I jumped the fence of your backyard;
finish the fairy tale that you weren't drunk enough to start.
It's kind of scary when your lover leaves you for a movie star -
But I'm still in the dark.

But you have trained to watch my back and drop my standards;
and you have shamed me since the first time you were with her;
and you cant make me love your band or buy your records,
'cause you have tainted my respect for your adventures.

And you will never have the chance to trace my features,
and you will never make me feel like such a loser,
and you can have the past 'cause I'm in love with the future,

I'm in love with the future.