I'm addicted romantic

I can feel the pins and needles up my back

Up my back

I'm consistently tragic

I can't touch you if you fade in and out like that

I want you back

'Cause it brings me down

Like I've been hit

Oh the things I saw from death

Are the things I'll not forget

You come on like a landslide

I can feel the pins and needles sleep turned back

And heart turned black

I'm particularly fragile

If my head exploded would you put up with that?

Don't do that

'Cause it brings me down

Like you've been hit

Oh the things I saw from death

And the weeks I'll not forget

The wheels as they turn

Leave my heart and my head scarred red

And the weeks I saw your death

The things I saw from death

And the weeks I'll not forget

The wheels as they turn

Leave my head and my heart scarred red

And the weeks I saw your death