Guilty] much more from you

I can't confide all I want to

[Spiteful] in fact of life

Not everyone you meet is that nice

When we scratch below the surface



Characters [have merged] ... pictures

That split into fractions in front of your eyes



I'm so [bitchin'] love to [be it]

My friends and I just love to meet

We meet all the time 'cause we think we're clever

So surreal it makes us feel better

We think we're so clever



Characters [have merged] ... pictures

That split into fractions in front of their eyes



...

There is nothing to behold

I'm ...

Can't be sure what you're dealing with

And [there's] got to be good for ...



Die on the cross before I'd cross you

You know I'd never hurt you

I'm just not that type of girl