I try to be reasonable, I'll ask you one more time,
just promise that you'll listen to me, okay?
But you didn't get it all, the feeling's overruled,
but now I'm just a pinecone on a tree.
Reject me, disgrace me, yeah.
Don't listen to me, I'm a fucking crime,
just say it, say it, say it one more time,
that I'm a fucking addict, I don't mind,
excuse me if abusing all your time.
I know it hurts you to be knocked down like that,
but you will always hurt me more.
You better fucking be so proud of me when,
when I come knocking at your door.
You say you're sorry for it all,
but how could you be proud
when I ain't gotta stop?
Reject me, disgrace me, yeah.
Don't listen to me, I'm a fucking crime,
just say it, say it, say it one more time,
that I'm a fucking addict, I don't mind,
excuse me if abusing all your time.
But I move like grain fields,
and I taste what green is.
I can touch with feelings.
I can see this big, big.
Move like heartbeats,
move like heartbeats.