Like a splinter in my thumb, you're not going anywhere,
Not like I care 'cos I have got used to it,
Refuse to quit.
You're like the label in my shirt that keeps scratching at my back,
Then I forget 'cos I've come immune to it,
Go figure it.

Knew you were trouble back then but that's what turned me on,
It's all wrong.

Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful,
Crazy beautiful.
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door,
Regret smashing her fist into the wall,
Crazy beautiful,
She's worth it all.

She leaves the ashtray on the bed,
She don't sense any thoughts in her head,
She just has to get them out,
Can't shut her mouth.
She's like a song that's in my brain,
But every other lyric says my name,
And I just can't turn it off,
Can't get enough.

Knew you were trouble back then but that's what turned me on,
It's all wrong.

Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful,
Crazy beautiful.
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door,
Regret smashing her fist into the wall,
Crazy beautiful.

Sometimes something that is not perfect isn't being what you want,
Sometimes she lets me into places where her demons come to haunt.

She's like an angel that's corrupted and I'm hanging on to her...

Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful,
Crazy beautiful.
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door,
Regret smashing her fist into the wall,
Crazy beautiful.

(She's got a) Suitcase, some baggage and a head sheet
Sweep down, guess that it's crazy beautiful,
Crazy beautiful.
You're like the tattoo lying on the back door,
Regret smashing her fist into the wall,
Crazy beautiful,
She's worth it all.

by duda