Was I
skillet on the stove is such a temptationmaybe i'll be the special one that doesn't get burned
what the fuck was i thinking?
love tears me up like a demon
opens the wounds and fills them with lead
and i'm having some trouble just breathing
if we weren't such good friends i think that i'd hate you
if we weren't such good friends i'd wish you were dead
oh, it's so embarrasing
i'm this awkward and uncomprable thing
and i'm running out of places to hide
