Threats of Romance

A girl is a man's sickness We all know the way it ends No matter how many times we film it The audience thinks they've seen it for the first time Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last I like you damaged, but I need something left Something for me, something for me to wreck Something for me to wreck You are my sickness We all know the way it ends No matter how we film it, the audience thinks That they saw it for the first time Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last I like you damaged, but I need something left Something for me, something for me to wreck I like you damaged, but I need something left Something for me, something for me to wreck Something for me to wreck Something for me to wreck My seed would have made new fruit And you could have been a tree Or I could have cut you down Or just let you be These things that are pretty are always kept behind glass Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last I like you damaged, I like you damaged I like you damaged, I like you damaged I like you damaged, I like you damaged Damaged, I like you damaged