Selfish?

It seems to me that the word means Something between obsession and a mild disdain These days I've been feeling enflamed from my old ways And it seems to me the word's said Either by zealots or mouths with a cavernous ache These days I've been reeling back from my old ways I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters I wanted you to like me But did I want you to be happy Did I just want you for myself Is it okay to feel the way that I felt Was it selfish Looking to lease if not own Another body that felt like home, oh Happy I think I wanted to make you But more or less than I wanted to take you A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop It seems to me the world spins With little or no attention paid to all of my crimes But these days I've been making amends with a blank page It seems to me that the world's moved on Or forgot or never really cared much at all And I should be grateful for that I suppose I wanted joy I wanted ecstasy and pleasure Wanted romance, wanted drama, wanted empathy and letters I wanted you to like me. But did I want you to be happy Did I just want you for myself Is it okay to feel the way that I felt Was it selfish Looking to lease if not own Another body that felt like home, oh Happy I think I wanted to make you But more or less than I wanted to take you A counterpart I could spread out on the counter-top Maybe it wasn't my heart that I needed to stop