I guess I got an attachment issue 'Cus I'm waiting for you And I'm falling through Always picking things up off you Wondering if you're evil Not knowing you But what, about you? You're ignoring me Then you're back every week Walking an hour to get here The **** is that about? Anxious and avoidant meet And we're tearing down The streets with screams Calling police Making up again Falling out again Not even friends Then we're friends Then it's sex Neither of our needs met But we're still here like a hex Sex, with my ex When I'm ****ing depressed And I'm ****ing obsessed With something else But I'm back again for health 'Cus you feed me energy That feels like wealth Your soul, your face Slipping sliding Shadowy ganger smile Why you hiding? Why are you ignoring me On my bed? Oh these men Where I find them? Badman