Single White Female
You say I don’t know you, I say you don’t care
I believe you're lonely, I’m coming over there…
It’s a process of survival; you hide behind locked doors,
I see threw your window, I’m coming up your stairs…
I’ve grown so tired, but I think I can make it to you.
All I need is the taste of you on my lips.
Cause I’m so Crazy…
For you…
I’m so Crazy…
For you…
You wish you weren’t alone now, the cat claws at the door.
You call to let him enter, Am I the one your calling for?
We crash through your front quarters; I chase you down the hall
I tackle you in your bedroom; yes you’re the one I’m looking for…
It’s not my fault that you drive me to these things I do.
But the voices won’t stop till I do what they bid me to.
Cause I’m so Crazy…
For you…
I’m so Crazy…
For you…
(Bridge)
I’ve grown so tired, but I think I can make it to you.
All I need is the taste of you on my lips.
And I’ve grown insane and I think I can see inside of you
All I need is the taste of death on my lips.
Cause I’m so Crazy…
For you…
I’m so Crazy…
For you…
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