Fever Pitch

I beg forgiveness
Somewhere down at your feet
I was your misfit
Bring it all on to me
Bring it all onto me!
Or to him

True love's
A lobotomy (mhmmm)
And my love
Climb on top of me

She lit up a cigarette,
She Said listen bitch, we'll get into it
You reached a fever pitch
Will you bleed for it, now you leave with him
You're like a masochist
You're an acid trip
And you're bad at it
You wear your cowardice like you're proud of it, I'm too old for this

I blame the pavement
For the holes in my jeans
Cause that's entertainment
If you wanted to see
Did you want it from me?
Or from him

True love
In a cheap motel
My love
Gonna treat me well

She lit up a cigarette
She said listen bitch, we'll get into it
You reached a fever pitch
Will you bleed for it, now you leave with him
You're like a masochist
You're an acid trip
And you're bad at it
You wear your cowardice like you're proud of it, I'm too old for this

Don't get desperate
I'm on your side
I said don't get desperate
I'm on your side

She lit up
She lit up a cigarette
She Said listen bitch, we'll get into it
You reached a fever pitch
Will you bleed for it, now you leave with him
You're like a masochist
You're an acid trip
But you're bad at it
You oughta give em hell while they give you lip, I'm too old for this

She lit up a cigarette,
A cigarette
A cigarette
She lit up a cigarette
A cigarette
A cigarette
I'm too old for this



Credits
Writer(s): Barry Blue, George Robertson Mcfarlane
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