I can't stab you to death I can't stab you to death And this makes me sad Cause you're not in my bed You're someone I can't reach And the things that I did are Impossible to stitch We are sweet sour and lame We are sweet sour and lame I'm a target to blame Shooting my airplane And your infamous fame Made me puke when you came I say shalalala when I have no brains I say you should be louder when it comes to nonsense Just don't wanna be in love again Just don't wanna be in love again I remember the day I viset your grave In my mind it was you And no head and no clue Today I can't have much fun Today I can't have much fun Felt in love with a gun Named her ugly girl Cause she will never flee Help me die when I need I say shalalala when I have no brains I say you should be louder when it comes to nonsense