You said you didn't need me (but you did)
You said you didn't want me (but you do)
It's kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say were through
I say you got some issuses, ya you do
some things you gotta work through (really do)
It's sorta like a talk show no wait a freak show
When the freak is you

Chorus
I'm the some from your fire
I'm that guy you can trust
I'm the cord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shutup
I'm that blood you might need
In your car way in your speed
In that cigarette you breath
You can't get rid of me

You said I wasn't funny (but you laughed)
You said I couldn't drive fast (then you crashed)
Funny how it works out with your big mouth
You'll always get it back
You thought you had me worked out (you're not deep)
Misterus grew a boust
At best you could've confessed
That you're a big mess
And that you're so damn weak

Chorus
I'm the some from your fire
I'm that guy you can trust
I'm the cord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shutup
I'm the blood you might need
In your car way in your speed
In that cigarette you breath
You can't get rid of me

But still, I try and justify
Try to let this die
We'll never say goodbye I can't wait
I'll rub it in your face
Dressed in pretty lace
I'll send you home, to cry

I'm the blood you might need
In your car way in your speed
In that cigarette you breath
You can't get rid of me
Ya yaeya, ya, yaeya

Can't get rid of me