Them

Please say you're not alone

'Cause that just wouldn't be right

To leave a girl like you

Alone in town at night

The men aren't safe out here

They spit and shout and fight

It's quiet back at my house

And you can spend the night

But when I'm with my friends

I can be as sick as them

Them, them them them them

But if it's sickness, has my friends

Well, it won't be long

'Til we're all dead from it

So if you think of me

The way I think of you

Then you must love me

And this love must be true

Yeah, I like fuckin' with my head

Sometimes I like to feel

The things I make up, they

But they're better than what's real

And when I'm with my friends

I can be as sick as them

Them, them them them them

But if it's sickness, that has my friends

Well, it won't be long

'Til we're all dead from it

So if you love me

For how I see myself

You must be crazy

Or I look like someone else

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa