I can't stab you to death
I can't stab you to death
And this makes me sad
Cause you're not in my bed
You're someone I can't reach
And the things that I did are
Impossible to stitch
We are sweet sour and lame
We are sweet sour and lame
I'm a target to blame
Shooting my airplane
And your infamous fame
Made me puke when you came
I say shalalala when I have no brains
I say you should be louder when it comes to nonsense
Just don't wanna be in love again
Just don't wanna be in love again
I remember the day I viset your grave
In my mind it was you
And no head and no clue
Today I can't have much fun
Today I can't have much fun
Felt in love with a gun
Named her ugly girl
Cause she will never flee
Help me die when I need
I say shalalala when I have no brains
I say you should be louder when it comes to nonsense