I've reached the point of my pure frustration
I wouldn't mind killing someone
I wouldn't mind seeing them dead at the end of my bed
I wouldn't mind killing someone
And the lid just keeps getting looser
I wouldn't mind blowing it off
I wouldn't mind lying there with my brains in the air
I wouldn't mind blowing it off
And ah-ooo-oh
And I don't know what to do
And ah-ooo-oh
And I'm sure that neither do you
And I don't know when to stop
But I thought that they were my friends
And now I'm f*cked up high and it feels like I'm flying
And I don't want it to end
And ah-ooo-oh
And I don't know what to do
And ah-ooo-oh
And I'm sure that neither do you
And ah-ooo-oh
And I just struggle to see
How ah-ooo-oh
How you fell for a psycho like me
And ah-ooo-oh
And I don't know what to do
And ah-ooo-oh
And I'm sure that neither do you
And ah-ooo-oh
And I just struggle to see
How ah-ooo-oh
How you fell for a psycho like me