I can't help it, if the acting in a porno is more believable they you
You can't see it. The crazy things you do to me, I just don't have a clue
One god damn drive home won't fix your problems
I'm not easily replaced
Little did you know I've got a man on the inside
And when you feel him around your waist
I hope you crash the car
I hope you think of me
I hope you don't get hurt
But learn from your mistakes
And when he brags
Just know
I'll be thinking of you when I crash through your fucking door
I can't help it, if you thought that every little thing would, always be okay
But you don't see it, the things that you put me through, and now im speaking honestly...