You just want attention, watch it burn
Put down the mic, baby, because now it’s my turn
Don’t want to make it obvious I’ve got the chills
So I’ll carry around this bucket in case I spill
I guess coming in the middle makes a person want more
Grabbing to the left, grasping to the right’s gotta make those arms sore
Maybe it’s not clever enough to say three words
Anything less complicated could fuck up your world
When I’m stuck to you
Whatcha gonna do?
The one you want never really want you
It’s only creepy if you don’t feel the same
But how can I compete when I know I’m in the way?
Cute peeps like you gotta keep it real sweet
That artificial sugar cut a person off their feet
Why does it have to change once I’m gone?
Get too close to a Sag, and now you’re stomped on!
So what else can I say that hasn’t already been sung?
Got the bullets in my hand, now let me bite down on the gun
When I’m stuck to you
Whatcha gonna do?
The one you want never really want you
You don’t do it consciously,
ask for me
But I want you to do it consciously-
ask for me because
When I’m stuck to you
Whatcha gonna do?
The one you want never really want to.
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