I'm working on my trend to disappoint
Sorting out the messes in my house
You said "I'm sorry, but that's not gonna cut it"
Jesus Christ, I fall for it every time
Scrub the writing off the wall
Cause after all
You know me and what I'm not
And just the thought
Of someone else beating your heart
Your weakest part
I want you so frightfully, I know,
The words I chose left a bitter note
I said "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have started"
Jesus Christ, I fall for you every time
Scrub the writing off the wall
Cause after all
You know me and what I'm not
And just the thought
Of someone else beating your heart
Your weakest part
Pull out my eyes
I'll love you blind
Pull out my spine
I'll be alright
Pull out my eyes
I'll love you blind
Pull out my spine
I'll be alright