You said you didn´t need me (but you do) You said you didn´t want me (but you do) It´s kind a like a comedy Well first you kiss me Then you say we´re through
I say you got some issues (yeah, you do) Some things you gotta work trough (really do) It´s sort a like a talk show, no wait a freak show When the freak is you
I´m the smoke from your fire I´m that lie you can trust I´m the chord on your guitar I´m that girl you can´t shut up I´m that blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can´t get rid of me
You said I waxn´t funny (but you laughed) You said I couldn´t drive fast (then you crashed) Funny how it works out
With your big mouth You´ll always get it back (ha ha ha ha) You thought you had me worked out (you´re no deep) Mr "I Screw About" (you´re still a creep) At best you could´ve confessed That you´re a big mess And that you´re so damn weak
I´m the smoke from your fire I´m that lie you can trust I´m the chord on your guitar I´m that girl you can´t shut up I´m that blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can´t get rid of me
But still, I try and justify Try to let this die We´ll never say goodbye I can´t wait I´ll rub it in your face Dressed in pretty lace I´ll send you home, to cry
Ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha
I´m the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can´t get rid of me Yeah, yeah