she's out of luck and out of hope and out of cigarettes
misunderstood with naked pictures on the internet
her social deviance is teasing me I know what I want

and I'm really gonna really let her know (woah)
that I like her but I just don't care enough to fool around with love

yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash
sexy as the stinger of a hornet in your arm
just another modern swinger
screaming catch me if you can with a cigarette in hand
and it’s love
it's heavy and it hurts and it's love

strung out on blow she doesn't know why she's not feeling good
dropped out of school and now she's moving out to Hollywood
her reckless decadence is taking things a little too far

and I'm really gonna really let her know (woah)
that I like her but I just don't care enough to fool around with love

yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash subtle as a splinter
yeah my baby's smooth as sandpaper warm just like the winter
screaming catch me if you can with a cigarette in hand
and it's love
it's heavy and it hurts and it's love

staring at my shoes thinking of something to say
but nothing's better than what silence is saying
when every time I turn around she's always looking away
it's just the nature of the game that we're playing

And I think I’m tapping out
I think I’m gonna skip the title bout