| I was pretty involved with someone so wrong |
| Was wild till the end |
| So I got used to the calm |
| But danger still calls like an old friend |
| My new baby loves me so much |
| Got the touch of the century |
| Hope he doesn’t walk out on me |
| But my baby’s such a fuck up |
| Oh this feels like a memory |
| They always have this effect on me |
| Guess I feel on my face again |
| Hit my head on the cold cement |
| And it’s more than a scrape |
| But I’m loving the pain, so I find my way back again |
| Always jump but I never land |
| Give myself to another man |
| I knew better than this, but I love that I’m his |
| Guess I fell on my face again |
| Is it all my fault I forgive them all |
| Move on with no bad blood |
| Try to stand so tall, I can’t build a wall |
| It’s how I self inflict |
| My new baby loves me so much |
| Got the touch of the century |
| Hope he doesn’t walk out on me |
| But my baby’s such a fuck up |
| Oh this feels like a memory |
| They always have this effect on me |
| Guess I feel on my face again |
| Hit my head on the cold cement |
| And it’s more than a scrape, but I’m loving the pain |
| So I find my way back again |
| Always jump but I never land |
| Give myself to another man |
| I knew better than this, but I love that I’m his |
| Guess I fell on my face again |
| Guess I feel on my face again |
| Hit my head on the cold cement |
| And it’s more than a scrape, but I’m loving the pain |
| So I find my way back again |
| Always jump but I never land |
| Give myself to another man |
| I knew better than this, but I love that I’m his |
| Guess I fell on my face again |