| Lately, I’m feeling crazy
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| My legs been getting shaky
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| It’s like the fake me is trying to replace me
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| I think he hates me, he wants to push my daisies
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| But I relate to him better than I should
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| Sinking in his teeth 'til my shoulders bleed
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| But he lives rent-free
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| When he gets too close and I can’t even breathe
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| He says he’ll never leave me
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| And all I know is
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| Lately, I’m feeling crazy
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| My legs been getting shaky
|
| It’s like th fake me is trying to replac me
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| I think he hates me, he wants to push my daisies
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| But I relate to him better than I should
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| He laughs when I cry
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| Says it gets him high when I’m really low
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| And when I’m all alone with my mouth shut sewn
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| It’s his favorite show
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| It’s true he only sticks around here
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| Just to make me do every little thing
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| That makes me lose my mind, he makes me lose my mind
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| His shadow’s next to me
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| I see his face across the street
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| I never liked that sickly grin
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| It pierced my throat 'cause what’s mine is his
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| He even walks the same
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| Good thing I never really liked my face anyway
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| Lately, I’m feeling crazy
|
| My legs been getting shaky
|
| It’s like the fake me is trying to replace me
|
| I think he hates me, he wants to push my daisies
|
| But I relate to him better than I should
|
| He laughs when I cry
|
| Says it gets him high when I’m really low
|
| And when I’m all alone with my mouth shut sewn
|
| It’s his favorite show
|
| It’s true he only sticks around here
|
| Just to make me do every little thing
|
| That makes me lose my mind, he makes me lose my mind
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| My legs been getting shaky
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| It’s like the fake me is trying to replace me |