This flower is scorched, this film is on On a maddening loop, these clothes These clothes don't fit us right I'm to blame It's all the same It's all the same
You come to me with a bone in your hand You come to me with your hair curled tight You come to me with positions
You come to me with excuses Ducked out in a row You wear me out You wear me out
We've been through fake-a-breakdown Self-hurt, plastics, collections Self-help, self-pain EST, psychics, fuck all
I was central, I had control I lost my head I need this, I need this
A paperweight, junk garage Wedding ring, a honey pot Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged
A hotline, a wanted ad It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need this, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had Crazy what you could've had I need it, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had It's crazy what you could've had I need this, I, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had I need this, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had Crazy what you could've had I need this, I need this
Crazy what you could've had Crazy what you could've had