Take a step in my shoes
You might see an open door
But underneath my refuge
You might find an open sore
And if you really wanna know my true colors
I'm a little crazier than your ex-lover
I got some secrets untold
But my heart's made of gold
And everybody thinks that I'm a saint, I know
I'm a user, an abuser
So I'm warning you
Keep your hand off my trigger
If you're searching for a key
Check beneath my finger tips
The only place that I am free
I'm exposed and I'm stripped
And if you really wanna know my true colors
I'm a little crazier than your new-lover
I got some secrets untold
But my heart's made of gold
And everybody thinks that I'm a saint, I know
I'm a user, an abuser
So I'm warning you
Keep your hand off my trigger
Do you know me?
Am I crazy?
You don't know me
I am crazy
I got some secrets untold
But my heart's made of gold
And everybody thinks that I'm a saint, I know
I'm a user, an abuser
So I'm warning you
I got some secrets untold
But my heart's made of gold
And everybody thinks that I'm a saint, I know
I'm a user, an abuser
So I'm warning you
Keep your hand off my trigger
