Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong
I think youre crazy, maybe
I think youre crazy, maybe
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
Its not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think youre crazy, maybe
I think youre crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
Beautiful angel
Pulled apart at birth
Limbless and helpless
I cant even recognize you
I think youre crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
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