Like a splinter in my thumb
You're not going anywhere
Not like I care 'cos I have got used to it
You're like the label in my shirt
That keeps scratching at my back
Then I forget 'cos I've come immune to it
Knew you were trouble back then
But that's what turned me on, it's all wrong
And a head sheet sweep down
Guess that it's crazy beautiful
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door
Regret smashing her fist into the wall
She leaves the ashtray on the bed
She don't sense any thoughts in her head
She just has to get them out
She's like a song that's in my brain
But every other lyric says my name
And I just can't turn it off
Knew you were trouble back then
But that's what turned me on, it's all wrong
And a head sheet sweep down
Guess that it's crazy beautiful
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door
Regret smashing her fist into the wall
Sometimes something that is not perfect
Isn't being what you want
Sometimes she lets me into places
Where her demons come to haunt
She's like an angel that's corrupted
And I'm hanging on to her
Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door
Regret smashing her fist into the wall
Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door
Regret smashing her fist into the wall
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