Like hot wings with hot chocolate in here, u-huh Cold like in my isolation said In the winter, we're kissing mysteries
Take the weather man and throw him away. hey hey Now there's a desert and I need it to rain You are so good at keeping me company.
You are related to a psychopath Your own mother is in therapy You must be real fuck up You're related to a psychopath.
Noah's elephants are leaving the ark, in haste They're in the up side of my manic depressive state We get to sing in three part harmony.
I try to walk away I choke and I stumble I'm fly and that's all it tells when I mumble You are so good at keeping me company.
You are related to a psychopath Your own mother is in therapy You must be real fuck up You're related to a psychopath.
It never adds up when you do your math You are related to a psychopath Yes, I'm real fuck up You're related to a psychopath.
Education is slow And it's what it keeps me in When my mind chooses to roll I feel it just begins Just when I get attached it ends And to say I'd rather remain a psycho.
Got to feel this dance in my head, I said Life is butter won't you be my bread You are so good at keeping me company.
You are related to a psychopath Your own mother is in therapy You must be real fuck up You're related to psychopath.
It never adds up when you do your math You are related to a psychopath Yes I'm real fuck up You're related to a psychobpath.
A psychopath
I am demented
A psychopath
My life is twisted
You are related to a psychopath Your own mother is in therapy Yes I'm real fuck up You're related to a psychopath.
Life is butter won't you be my bread, Did you hear what I said?