You tell me I ain't on your level You're so daredevil You dismantle me Like you ain't disheveled Feral nettle Pushing my pedals to the metal Kettle boiling over my mettle Could've been, shouldn't have been Caught up in rushes of endorphin Finally fled an arduous kinda love This ain't love I mean You don't have a clue You don't know Who you are dealing with You can beat the shit out of me babe I don't give a shit I might just be thankful That you'd finally keep a promise And I will never be in it Dead fantasy - I'm honest Yeah my weakness is your mirror I think you are ill-informed You're the master of projection And showering me in taunt When you're pushing me down Pull my shirt up Kiss a bitch crown and then hurt her I win this round You can get ****ed You can give up You can give up trying You can get ****ed I'm so psycho I am choking on what I am fed Maybe I should shut up And just stick to my role in your bed Maybe dread is spreading With no end in my worry head Only because drama's in my blood So why would you care?