I found your smell on my shirt, and I wonder why it hurts so bad
7 times around the world and I'm f*cking scared of looking back
And I'm driving myself with mad with the things that you have said to me
And I think I've lost my mind
Do you know where it might be?
Where you're lacking in your height
You make up for in your persona
And you gave me such a fright
I'm just waiting for when you'll grow up
And where do you go at night?
I no longer see you when I sleep
Maybe you're f*cking around
And I can't say that it's fine by me
No, no
You got a loud mouth
Keep turning to your friends
You're giving them the side eye
You're hoping that this never ends
I saw you running your mouth
Turn your volume down
Volatile hostility
Low availability
Mental incapacity for intellectuality
You can't get your hands off him
And you tell me it's nothing
But we both know it's something
I want it to be nothing
Sordid sexuality
Hiding your carnality
Subsequently leaning on your "immateriality"
Motor inability
Losing all your dignity
Hopelessly scrambling for some individuality