Bleedin' me dry like a goddamn vampire
Verse 2
Every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news
You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too
You're so convincin'
How do you lie without flinchin'? (How do you lie? How do you lie? How do you lie?)
Oh, what a mesmerizin', paralyzin', fucked up little thrill
Can't figure out just how you do it and God knows I never will
Went for me and not her