You're my methadone
My nutra sweet
My false sense of satisfaction
You're my gucci bag
Bought on the street
My own cheap imitation
And i know that i'm just using you
For my own contentment
And i know that i'm just leading you on
What's wrong with that?
You're my silicone
My plexigla**
My close approximation
You're my iron lung
My jarvik heart
It's no big revelation
And i know that i'm just using you
For my own contentment
And i know that i'm just leading you on
What's wrong with that?
And i know
That i should let you go
I shouldn't do to you
What's been done to me
But if i can't
Have what i want
At least i know
I can take what i need
And i know that i'm just using you
For my own contentment
And i know that i'm just leading you on
What's wrong with that?
And i know that i'm just using you
I'm just doing what you would do
If i ever gave you the chance to
What's wrong with that?