Well here it goes again, another losing streak. Guess I'm on a roll. And I haven't got a chance, I'm too weak. She sucks my soul. And this St. Christopher that hangs around my neck has got to be a fake. Cuz I crash everytime, the same ol' wreck, the same mistake. Now I make a mental note so I don't forget. A little reminder of what hasn't happened yet. Well, maybe she's bad for me. But I don't care to see. Cuz what I want and what I need are the same to me in the end. There's a voice in my head sayin' 'no.' But my mouth says 'yes.' I should stop I know but I really want to go. It's ok I guess. And I've played with fire so many times before. Guess I'll never learn. Just like an addict I keep coming back for more. Cut the love that burns. I'll make a mental note so I don't forget. A reminder of what hasn't happened yet. Well, maybe she's bad for me. But I don't care to see. Cuz what I want and what I need are the same to me. Well, maybe she's bad for me and I don't care to see. Cuz what I want and what I need are the same to me. There's a feeling that I get deep in my gut that I can't help. My instinct out of sync but so what love is blind. And I make a mental note so I don't forget. A reminder of what hasn't happened yet. She's gonna be the death of me. Here it comes again. The only leaf left on a tree blowin' in the wind. Oh, maybe she's bad for me. But I don't care to see. Cuz what I want and what I need are the same to me in the end, in the end.