OD on daydreams
I’m stuck between the sheets
With xanax and your teeth
It’s permanent hollowing
And I’m sure it isn’t good
But I’m a real cruel bastard
And I’ll tell you that you should
‘Cause I’m a real cruel bastard
Commit a few crimes
In your name instead of mine
And speak sweetly outside
You’re friendly, but never kind
And I’m sure it isn’t right
But I’m a real cruel bastard
And I’ll tell you what you like
‘Cause I’m a real cruel bastard
And I know it’s not right
But I’m a real cruel bastard
And I’m sure it’s not right
But I’m a real cruel bastard