I know you called me up Just to talk about someone else And I know you made a mess Just so I can clean it up I know I'm stressed The truth's heavy in my chest When you're making love you want to make with her What What What is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life? What is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life And lets you make me question mine? I hate when you call her up Just to talk about your little job And I hate when you make amends As if you've done absolutely nothing And I'm sorry if I'm holding on too tight I know I'm not that sweet But do I ever hurt you? What What is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life? What is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life And lets you make me question mine? I got demons in my head I got demons in my bed I know I don't need another one Another one, another one Why are you inside my head? Please just get out of my bed I know you'll never know how to love How to love, how to love What What What is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life? Tell me, what is it about me ♪ That makes you question your life And lets you make me question mine?