Top Songs By The Used
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Used
Performer
Bert McCracken
Piano
Branden Steineckert
Drums
Jeph Howard
Bass Guitar
Quinn Allman
Guitar
Danny Lohner
Programming
Josh Eustis
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Branden Steineckert
Songwriter
Jeph Howard
Songwriter
Quinn Allman
Songwriter
Bert McCracken
Songwriter
John Feldmann
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Feldmann
Producer
Anthony Wesley Catalano
Editing Engineer
Lyrics
Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight
I want the pain of payment
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything
Especially a fucking knife
Look at me, you can tell
By the way I move and do my hair
Do you think that it's me or it's not me?
I don't even care
I'm alive, I don't smell
I'm the cleanest I have ever been
I feel big (feel big)
I feel tall (feel tall)
I feel dry (feel dry)
Dry
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Do I drink? (Drink)
Do I date? (Date)
I've got perfect placement all my ink
Satisfied in your eyes
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now
I made sure that I look how I wanted to look
The people around me
The people surround me
I feel big
I feel tall
I feel dry
Dry
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
My stomach hurts now
All tied off in lace
I pray, I beg for anything
To hit me in the face
And this sickness isn't me
And I pray to fall from grace (I pray to fall from grace)
The last thing I see is feeling
And I'm telling you I'm a fake
I'm telling you I'm a fake
I'm telling you I'm a fake
I'm telling you I'm a fake
I'm telling you I...
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me, look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Just look at me now
(I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Fake, fake, fake
Tell you I'm fake
Writer(s): Jeph Howard, Robert Mccracken, Quinn Allman, Branden Steineckert
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