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One, two, three, fourThis flower is scorchedThis film is onOn a maddening loopThese clothesThese clothes don't fit us rightI'm to blameIt's all the sameIt's all the same
You come to me with a bone in your handYou come to me with your hair curled tightYou come to me with positionsYou come to me with excusesDucked out in a rowYou wear me outYou wear me out
We've been through fake-a-breakdownSelf hurtPlastics, collectionsSelf help, self pain,EST, psychics, fuck allI was centralI had controlI lost my headI need thisI need thisA paper weight, junk garageWinter rain, a honey potCrazy, all the lovers have been taggedA hotline, a wanted addIt's crazy what you could've hadIt's crazy what you could've hadIt's crazy what you could've hadI need thisI need thisIt's crazy what you could've hadIt's crazy what you could've hadI need thisI need thisIt's crazy what you could've hadIt's crazy what you could've hadI need thisI, I need thisIt's crazy what you could've hadI need this, I need thisIt's crazy what you could've hadCrazy what you could've hadI need thisI need thisIt's crazy what you could've hadIt's crazy what you could've had