This is a different kind of love song Different kind of love song-oh,oh Dedicated to everyone What if the world was crazy and I was sane Would it be so strange I can't believe that I am alone in saying The things I'm saying I am a part of you These are

Now people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness in my head It embeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead

It's twisted And the more I think about it I'm caught up and I'm hanging on It's crazy but so what I may never understand it I'm gonna love you even if its wrong Baby you're a wrecking ball Crashing into me

I try my best to behave And I can't help feelin' this way And is it some kind of fiction? Or the sweetest addiction? So what if I'm crazy 'Cause love makes me do it It's not my fault so don't blame me 'Cause love makes me I tear the shrink wrap off

Have no reason to doubt it Someday will we know all about it If time has no end and if time has no end A billion years a trillion years what then is infinity A circle an eternal loop It can drive you crazy searching for the truth Before we were babies

Yeah, I'm gonna show you So what if I'm fucking crazy? I'm gonna show you And I don't need your quick fix I don't want your prescriptions Just 'cause you say I'm crazy Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath, I'm gonna show you, Mental out my brain, bad

And cruise it up and down the road I'm gonna buy me a mercury Crazy 'bout a mercury Well if I had money Lord I'm crazy 'bout a mercury Tell you what I'd do I'd go downtown and buy a mercury or two Lord I'm crazy bout a mercury Well the girl I love

This is what you call a flip Ten keys from a quarter brick Bentley from his mama's whip K.O.D., he hard as shit Don't give a fuck and I'm somewhat insane If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby My life is too crazy, no actor could play me And the

So what if I'm crazier than crazy? So what if I'm sicker than sick? So what if I'm out of control? Maybe that's what I like about it I'm desperate You can say that I'm going insane And I'm not quite right And that I'm to blame

Wait by the door, and light a cigarette If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll Don't that sound like a real man? I'm going to show him what little girls are made of