Bunny
Bunny you're back again
Funny you want respect
Is that what you call this?
I guess that makes sense
Lately haven't seen your eyes
At least, not from the side
It seems so funny
We were just kids
Take it away from me
Is this what you wanted Bunny?
Take it back through the teeth
Just like I promised Bunny
I've got my mind on things but
When I'm back you'll find this funny
You've got your head on strings
You're pure attack
You taste like money
And when it's all been done
It feels so wrong
Your head starts running
Think you should stay away
This mess we've made
It drips like honey
Take it away from me
You look so good with scissors on
Take it back through the teeth
No, I don't think that's wrong
Who can bring me down?
Who can bring me down?
Kiss like chess
And talk like sex
Well what comes next?
Play dolls with Bunny
In my head, I need your stress
Believe in luck, there's angels coming
Know me not from how I talk
But what I've done to keep from running
Think I've thought, but I forgot
So thanks, I guess
Just, Thanks For Nothing
Take it away from me
You look so good with scissors on
Take it back through the teeth
No, I don't think that's wrong
Bunny let's make this work
Bunny please make it hurt just one last time
Funny you want respect
Is that what you call this?
I guess that makes sense
Lately haven't seen your eyes
At least, not from the side
It seems so funny
We were just kids
Take it away from me
Is this what you wanted Bunny?
Take it back through the teeth
Just like I promised Bunny
I've got my mind on things but
When I'm back you'll find this funny
You've got your head on strings
You're pure attack
You taste like money
And when it's all been done
It feels so wrong
Your head starts running
Think you should stay away
This mess we've made
It drips like honey
Take it away from me
You look so good with scissors on
Take it back through the teeth
No, I don't think that's wrong
Who can bring me down?
Who can bring me down?
Kiss like chess
And talk like sex
Well what comes next?
Play dolls with Bunny
In my head, I need your stress
Believe in luck, there's angels coming
Know me not from how I talk
But what I've done to keep from running
Think I've thought, but I forgot
So thanks, I guess
Just, Thanks For Nothing
Take it away from me
You look so good with scissors on
Take it back through the teeth
No, I don't think that's wrong
Bunny let's make this work
Bunny please make it hurt just one last time
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Writer(s): Sean Nichols
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