It turns me on when you cry softly in my arms
And it's wrong of me to think that I could be the one you want
I'm sorry
Set myself up for this, I'm sick
I'm a crazy fucking lunatic
And I don't really ask for shit
'Cuz everything I do is blasphemous
So, your profile said you were into music?
That's crazy, so am I
Ergh
It's stressing me out that there's food on a blanket
I have to go home
This was nice
Playing games in my head never made no sense
Can you kill me instead
I've been watching you for hours
Come out of the shower
Make you tell me what you really wanna say
Know you got a man
I can make him go away
Dismembеring his body
Cut a sliver on the face
Wanna touch your hair
If you stay too long you might gеt scared
It turns me on when you cry softly in my arms
And it's wrong of me to think that I could be the one you want
Can't figure out but I try
It's so hard
I'll tell myself when I get high
And you'll be fucking other guys
Maybe I'm just not allowed
I thought I figured it out
I would leave you on that trail
If there was no one around
Remember when my head was on right
I didn't think that way about life
They call me stupid every time
25 weeks later I feel fine
Maybe I'm dumb
Maybe I'm behind
Maybe I let too much pass by me
I don't ask for help from anybody
Set myself up for this I'm sorry
Set myself up for this I'm sick
I'm a crazy fucking lunatic
And I don't really ask for shit
Because everything I do is blasphemous
