He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears

There goes the alarm Now he gotta getcha And there goes the alarm ringing in my head Like somebody said, "don't you trust him, no" Texting from his ex, what did you expect? Now you're lying here knowing where he goes Karma is a bitch, yeah Same way that

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate) 'Cause I like you Yeah, I want you Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you're in my head? Is it cool that I said all that Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

I pick my poison and it's you Nothing could kill me like you do You're going straight to my head But nothing ever gets me high like this And I'm heading straight for the edge Bittersweet ecstasy that you got me in Falling deep I can't sleep tonight And

Girl, you're gonna love me Come and rest your head against my chest 'Cause I'm the one for you You don't have to look no more Your search is through If you like a man who You can put your trust in You don't have to worry Where he's been

I love the way you hurt me I love that you don't care My love is dark and twisted And I scream when you're not there It's the pretty little heavy to hold your head It's like the sanity is hanging on a thread The flesh is cold and needs your nails And the

You're so cool. I want to be just like you. I've got these pictures keep on rolling around my head. I want to hang them on the wall above my bed. And it's so easy to step aside And walk in line like all the rest. But IQ never did that well on tests. I

I'm over my head Oh but it sure feels nice Your mood is like a circus wheel You're changing all the time Sometimes I can't help but feel That I'm wasting all of my time But it sure feels nice You can take me to paradise And then again you can be as cold

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do