At the end of the day I've got twin-sized priorities
And I am happy going to bed alone
I am sorry you got to know me for my bad habits
And now we spend the [?] fight at eleven
It doesn't matter
You keep on telling me just what to feel
And how terribly bad it all will be and then leave
And I'd say "f** you,"
But I think the whole reason you're mad
Is probably because I won't
[Chorus]
Now I don't know the psychology of it
But something's not right in your head
When you tell me, "My darling, it's going to be alright"
Because we're sharing the same hospital bed
You think someone would say
"Alex, don't you know that it's a one-way ticket deal to rock bottom?"
You're closing yourself off from you closest friends
And all the boys you messed around with messed up
I know you're in denial
But I think it's time to face the pain
'Cause right now you hedonist ways are messing with your hedonist brain
[Chorus]
Now I don't know the psychology of it
But something's not right in your head
When you tell me, "My darling, it's going to be alright"
Because we're sharing the same hospital bed
I am finally starting to realize what you really are
Long live the grand inquisitor
He'll pretend to be your best friend, and he'll love you
But it all will depend - 'Cause if you don't f** him in the end
It ends
[Chorus]
Now I don't know the psychology of it
But something's not right in your head
When you tell me "My darling, it's going to be alright"
Because we're sharing the same hospital bed