you’re not special, you’re convenient.
you remind me of the fact
i don’t really like myself.
and i’m in love with you just to spite myself.
and sugar, you’re going down
and i’d like to help
but i’m already on the ground
and i can’t save myself.
C’MON.
baby, i want you to save me…
bleed me when you’re thirsty.
feed my ego.
crown me, curse me.
hold me long enough to hurt me.
i’m sick…
and if the cure don’t cure me,
call me up.
you know i’ll still be right here.
i’m not stupid, i’m just broken.
damaged.
you fulfill a need…
of someone
or something i can trust.
i’d rather know you don’t want me,
than believe someone does.
and be wrong.
you’re self-destructive and it’s turning me on.
i do it, too…
i’m losing you, so baby c’mon.
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deliciously devious songwriting and nikki jean pouts her way through the song like a masochistic emo sex kitten. i only wish my downward spirals sounded as sultry as this.
