In my own simple way
I think he wants me only
He said," Come over right away."
But he's just not that way
His little soul is stolen
See him put on his brand new face
Pull the shades
Razor blades
You're so tragic
I hate you so
but love you more
I'm so elastic
The things you say
Games you play
Dirty magic
I should know better than to think I'd reach inside him
It's all a cloudy kind of daze
He's not so sweet today
He mocks me, I'm no fighter
It all just seems like such a waste...
