I remember feeling so down
I had been abusing myself
But I remember when I saw you
With your little shorts and hair down

And you were some kind of succubus
You were full of some kind of lust
You had a gun in your closet and me in your mouth
Always something to bitch about

I've been thinking about all your lies
All the little times you cried
In a different life, you and I
We could give it a try
A different life, you and I

And there was something about you
That made me think I love you
But your racist remarks and the way that you talk
Told me that I ought to run

Now you got me running round and round
Because I'm looking for your car now
Because you're fucked up in the head
And you make the room spin
And I go right back again

I've been thinking about all your lies
All the little times you cried
In a different life, you and I
We could give it a try
A different life, you and I

A different life, you and I

I've been thinking about all your lies
All the little times we cried
In a different life, you and I
We could give it a try
A different life, you and I

Different life, you and I
Different life, you and I
Different life, you and I
Different life, you and I