When you told me goodbye, you did not even cry
Did you know all along that you would do me wrong?
Plagued by your suicide you used whiskey to hide
I asked you years ago 'til you stopped saying no
We'd get drunk every single night
Heading home, stumbling arm in arm
When you turned off the light
There was a roach crawling on my arm
I'd wake up, my throat dry
Dust would dance into my eye
With arms red as raw meat from sleep scratching in the heat
I begged you not to leave
How will I ever believe anyone again?
Strangers, lovers, or friend
Did you keep your room so dirty
So I'd feel like I had the flu?
Did you expect me to clean it
Like your mom must've done for you?
Doo-doo-doo, dah-dee-dum
Doo-doo-doo, Stockholm syndrome
Doo-doo-doo, la-la-la
Fi-fo-fum, Stockholm syndrome
