That Girl
You said you didn't need me
You said you didn't want me
It's kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say we're through
I say you got some issuses
Some things you gotta work through
It's sorta like a talk show, no wait a freak show
When the freak is you
I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shut up
I'm that blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me
You said I wasn't funny
You said I couldn't drive fast
Funny how it works out
With your big mouth
You'll always get it back (ha ha ha ha)
You thought you had me worked out (you're not deep)
Mr. "I Screw about" (your still a creep)
At best you could've confessed
That you're a big mess
And that you're so damn weak
I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shutup
I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me
But still, I try and justify
Try to let this die
We'll never say goodbye I can't wait
I'll rub it in your face
Dressed in pretty lace
I'll send you home, to cry
I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me
Can't get rid of me