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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stabbing Westward
Performer
J. Sellers
Bass
C. Hall
Guitar
A. Kubiszewski
Drums
W. Flakus
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Sellers
Composer
C. Hall
Composer
A. Kubiszewski
Composer
W. Flakus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Fryer
Producer
Chris Laidlaw
Assistant Engineer
John Chiarolanzio
Assistant Engineer
Jamie Seyberth
Assistant Engineer
Tim Palmer
Mixing Engineer
Mark O'Donoughue
Mixing Engineer
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm such an asshole
God, I'm such a stain
I just keep fucking up again and again
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
You crawled into my mind when you crawled into my bed
Said everything I've ever longed to hear
So perfect, so alive, once inside you sucked me dry
You used me up and left me here for dead
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
I crave it desperately, it's a cancer eating me
An addiction too intense to be denied
Worthless, I'm a whore
Crawling back for more
It's pathetic how I feed off this abuse
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
And you told me that you loved me
And I believed you loved me
And you swore that you loved me
And I believed
Now I know it was a lie
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
Writer(s): Christopher Hall, Walter Flakus, James Eric Sellers, Andy Kubiszewski
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