Killing time
Teaching boys how to be men
I'm less than a lover
And more than a friend
Im sitting pretty at a
Dead end
So unfortunate
But I like who I like
If I had taste I'd leave after three strikes
The queen of second chances You hurt me and I heal nice
I'll heal nice
I I can't help myself I walk right into hell
Oh well
Oh well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth the work
I can tell
I'm changing colors
To find a shade your type
Your head is turned
You'll never be mine
But I'll take some of you over none
Pretend like it's fine (I'm fine it's totally fine)
I don't have enough of you to share watching you with her over there It's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair!
I I can't help myself
I walk right into hell
Oh well
Oh well
I'm
Lost under your spell
But you're not even worth
The work
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell
Can't get enough
I'll fix you right up
Can't get enough
Adrenaline rush
Can't get enough
I'm so out of touch
You've had enough
Of me
I I can't help myself
I walk right into hell
Oh well Oh well
I'm
Lost under your spell
But you're not even worth
The work
I can tell
I I can't help myself
I walk right into hell
Oh well Oh well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth
The work
I can tell
