Sarah's with Jack, Johnny's with Jane
Jenny's hung up on what's-his-name
I go home alone, I wake up the same
Other side of my bed is always me
I need a warm body, I'm freezing to death
I hate my thoughts and I miss your head
But it won't be you, cause I know just
How it ends
I'll never do that again
I would call you if you paid me in cash
I would call you but I'd rather eat glass
I would call you if I wanted a knife in the back
I would call you if there was a reward
I would call you but I'm not that bored
I would call but I don't hate myself anymore
Don't hate myself like that anymore
I need to be touched or I'm gonna die
Need to find somebody new but every time I try
They're a bit to the left, they can't get it right
I always send them away before the end
I need a warm body, I'm freezing to death
I hate my thoughts and I miss your head
But it won't be you, cause I know just how it ends
I'll never do that again
I would call you if you paid me in cash
I would call you but I think I will pass
I would call you if I wanted a knife in the back
I would call you if there was a reward
I would call you but I'm not that bored
I would call but I don't hate myself anymore
Don't hate myself like that anymore
Don't hate myself like that anymore
I would call you if you paid me in cash
I would call you but I'd rather do math
I would call you if I wanted a knife in the back
I would call you if you paid me in cash
I would call you but I'd rather eat glass
I would call you if I wanted a knife in the back
I would call you if there was a reward
I would call you but I'm not that poor
I would call but I don't hate myself anymore
Don't hate myself like that anymore
Don't hate myself like that anymore
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