I Need No More

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I Think About You...No More...No More....
I ain't want you back, see these locks on these closed doors? This ain't a fairy-tale I thought a succubus was folklore.  I think about you...nah you aint on my mind, honest. I think, I I think I I think, you're only committed to being psychotic.

And this sounds insane, telling me you changed. You said you knew we'd never make it because you always doubt us. Sayin' I was too impatient to forget about us. 
But your words I don't trust. If I was your man why'm I the only one you won't f*ck? We were only 18 and maybe we were so drunk...happiness was shrinkin and my anger made me grow up. 
Reminiscing all the drugs we took together. Tryin' to forget you on this crooked bender. Now this poison's delicious I'm annoyed and indifferent, miss the noises you mimic and the way you looked in leather. 
Now I'm feelin' like I'm dreamin', Your my nightmare; I miss your demons. 
Kind of romantic had me tied up in fabric; People thought I was posessed from all the bite marks and scratches.
I met her she was a model at GAP. Had to stop and I gasped I met a girl who could swallow at last. Don't mean to sound explicit but she was proud that she did it when she had me whipped and eating but not out the palm of her hand.
I could only pull a six I finally got a ten.
Which I realized also so did a lot of men.
But I finally bragged show her off to my friends, but didn't know that she would leave me in a coffin and dead, sing it:

I Think About You...No More...No More....
I ain't want you back, see these locks on these closed doors? This ain't a fairy-tale I thought an evil witch was folklore.  I think about you...nah you aint worth my time, honest. I think, I I think I I think, you're only committed to being psychotic.

Must be insane, thought I'd be your only one.
When you naked in your stories say its just for fun. 
Shoulda' never picked you up like a drug you got me stuck;
Walk into oncoming traffic for her never get enough.
Euphoria of glory found this one so fine.
Couldn't tell that you were poisoning the well in my mind.
Had me thinking it was me, it was you who's crossing lines.
Work myself into the grave while you were giving him our time?
Drive me crazy, hazy; the times when I was me.
Taken away by siren songs singin' just trust me.
It must be fate that I should should fall so far, only to find her going down on someone else at the bar?
And that's a wrap.
Nothin' but the ice on a finger. 
Close to death, but she gets kicks from lettin' me linger.
Hangin' on the ledge, she says it's all my fault.
Got my will locked in my chest and my ego in the vault.

I need no more...this time, for sure.
Psycho-exotic hypnotic impure; I see a light but I can't reach the door.
I need no more...this time, for sure.
Psycho-hypnotic erotic allure.
This kind of love gonna kill you for sure!

I Think About You...No More...No More....
I ain't want you back, see these locks on these closed doors? This ain't a fairy-tale I thought a succubus was folklore.  I think about you...nah you aint on my mind, honest. I think, I I think I I think, I I think....

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