Warm Body

He's got a problem so he's just my type I'm so in love with always having someone on my mind I've got a thing for shitty poetry that doesn't rhyme I've got a thing for wasting my time It doesn't matter to me It doesn't matter Who you are You're just a warm body, baby You're so adult, baby Tell me 'bout your wasted life You're so mature And I can tell by how you did that line It doesn't matter to me It doesn't matter Who you are You're just a warm body, baby Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control Everybody wants to lose control