They call me a guarantee for

What’s wrong with society, I know

I’m gonna let down the friends I’ve found

I’m gonna fall in with a shallow crowd, I know

They call me a fallacy, I’m not a

Little pig with a law degree, you know

Do you need time to change your mind?

Do you need some love of a different kind? Oh-oh!

My head, a tangle of wires for you

Over and under

Running through a house of fire for you

Over and under

I know you can’t deal with the way I feel

You want good credit and sex appeal, Oh-oh!

Well I’ve got two hands, I could kill a man

Take a deep breath and get on with the plan, Oh-oh!

Well I lose another one in the setting sun

I’m gonna wait around ‘til I’m overdone, Oh-oh!

My head, a tangle of wires for you

Over and under

Running through a house of fire for you

Over and under

Untie these old desires for you

Over and under, over and under

I’m gonna let go of the hell below, I can feel my life is a picture show wooah They called me a catastrophe, but i’m, still proud for being me wooah