This shit don’t make no sense
I never thought I’d feel like this
You got me going around looking a mess
Always caught up in my head
Wondering if someone else is in your bed
I’m so fucking confused... and I feel a little used.
It’s like you know I’m sitting around waiting for you.
Not understanding why I do the things I do.
Figuring out how the fuck to get over you.
Just break it to me straight hit me with the truth.
Or flash that knife again and hit me with that sinfully sweet smile.
I should write you a song and watch you, watch me sing it to you all night long.
Shit, we can even take a break and go hit the bong.
Man how wrong?.. but rule number one, tell no one