You know it’s easier to change your mind
Laying on the floor this makes me crazy half the time
Oh, staring the clock, it’s staring back
But I don’t move, it's thinking
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of
Sad boy
She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
Robert Smith was right
She hates The Cure
But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
What is wrong with you?
You know it’s easier to change your mind
Laying on the floor this makes me crazy half the time
Oh, I feel warm inside, but it doesn’t feel right
My head's cursed, it's drowning
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of you
Trying not to lie in front of
Sad boy
She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
Robert Smith was right
She hates The Cure
But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
What is wrong with you?
Sad boy
She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
Robert Smith was right
She hates The Cure
But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
What is wrong with you?
Sad boy
She hates my voice, but I don’t have a choice
Robert Smith was right
She hates The Cure
But I don’t fuck with you, oh babygirl
What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with you?
What is wrong with you?
Oh, girl
