Youre my methadone
My nutra sweet
My false sense of satisfaction
Youre my gucci bag
Bought on the street
My own cheap imitation
And I know that Im just using you
For my own contentment
And I know that Im just leading you on
Whats wrong with that?
Youre my silicone
My plexiglass
My close approximation
Youre my iron lung
My jarvik heart
Its no big revelation
And I know that Im just using you
For my own contentment
And I know that Im just leading you on
Whats wrong with that?
And I know
That I should let you go
I shouldnt do to you
Whats been done to me
But if I cant
Have what I want
At least I know
I can take what I need
And I know that Im just using you
For my own contentment
And I know that Im just leading you on
Whats wrong with that?
And I know that Im just using you
Im just doing what you would do
If I ever gave you the chance to
Whats wrong with that?