me and kurt feel the same
too much pleasure is pain
my boy spites me in vain
all i do is complain
he needs something to change
need to take off the edge
so fuck it all tonight
and don't tell me to shut up
when you know you talk too much
but you don't got shit to say
i want you out of my head
i want you out of my bedroom tonight
there's no way i could save you
'cause i need to be saved too
i'm no good at goodbyes