Placebo

I don't wanna be mean, boy
You bring out the worst in me, boy
Im an anarchist and
I set this world on fire
When you talk I'm yawning
Not my fault you're so boring
I'm a praying mantis ans I'll eat you up alive

Maybe your mama was right
I'm a little bit out of my mind
And a bad decision

Gun with no trigger
Sweet taste gone bitter
When you act so problematic
So sad it's almost tragic

No use, go figure
Placebo, painkiller
Tell your friends I'm a bitch
I'm manic
So sad it's almost tragic

Tried to put me in chains, boy
Rubbin' dirt all over my name, boy
(How dare you?)
Not your ennemy so don't make one out of me

It's a downward spiral
And now you're in denial
Just four more stages 'till we both agree

Maybe your mama was right
I'm a little bit out of my mind
And a bad decision

Gun with no trigger
Sweet taste gone bitter
When you act so problematic
So sad it's almost tragic

No use, go figure
Placebo, painkiller
Tell your friends I'm a bitch
I'm manic
So sad it's almost tragic

Wie sieht es bei Naomi Jon eigentlich in Sachen Liebe aus?

Maybe your mama was right
I'm a little bit out of my mind

Gun with no trigger
Sweet taste gone bitter
When you act so problematic
So sad it's almost tragic

No use, go figure
Placebo, painkiller
Tell your friends I'm a bitch
I'm manic
So sad it's almost tragic