
Stuck on repeat, it's all I play.
It's like there's always rain clouds waiting for me.
And I've got this itch I wanna scratch,
It's like a flu I can't un-catch.
A phantom pain hurts so bad that it's unreal.
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
I got a feeling I can't shake,
It's like a bone I'm trying to break,
It's like seeing spiders
Running riot on your lover's grave.
Oh it's hard to know what's real,
Lack of iron and not sleeping.
I've seen your face before,
But now I feel so used.
Now I feel so used.
(It's hard to know what's real,
Lack of iron and not sleeping.
I've seen your face before,
But now I feel so used.)
I feel so, I feel so...
I feel, now I feel so used.
I feel so, I feel so...
I feel, now I feel so used.