You said you didnt need me but you did You said you didnt want me. but you do its kinda like a comedy First you kiss me and then say were through I say youve got some issues, Yeag you do Some things you gotta work through, you really do Its sorta like a talk show No wait, a freak show when the freak is you Im the smoke from your fire Im that guy you can trust Im a chord on your guitar Im that girl you cant shut up Im the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe you cant get rid of me You said I wasnt funny when you laughed you said I couldnt drive fast, then you crashed Funny how it works out with your big mouth Youll always get it back You thought you had me worked out, youre not deep Mr. I screw about, youre still a creep At best you couldve confessed that youre A big mess And that youre so damn weak Im the smoke from your fire Im that guy you can trust Im a chord on your guitar Im that girl you cant shut up Im the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You cant get rid of me And still I try and justify try and let this die, youll never say goodbye I cant quite rub it in your face Just in three more days Ill send you home to cry Im the blood you might need in your car when you speed In that cigarettte you breathe You cant get rid of me