sick and twisted i lay her all alone thinking about what i should of known,i sneeeze you out on my head then right when i think im fine you seem get back in my mind infatuatated with willing to say what ever need to be said, you hold me tight sing me gay songs that would of set me on fire but your too late and as the night get shorter i seem to realize that the more mistikes i make the more colder i get, i have had some fall in with me just want me for the good sex we have,and all i want is the one thing i can never have, if im not interested then that means no chance some people need to give it up im sorry i know what im there,i would be cold and petty pretend to like you, let you fall but you im not like that and never will be they hurt me i stand there thinking oh well its fine i dont need to them, i turn my backa nd get to know someone new and fresh and repeat everything i know im sick of all the same old shit and my crumbles to know i will never be fine./