Red wine and sleeping pills
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong
I think you’re crazy, maybe
I think you’re crazy, maybe
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It’s not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies
I think you’re crazy, maybe
I think you’re crazy, maybe
I will see you in the next life
Early version has a second verse:
Beautiful angel
Pulled apart at birth
Limbless and helpless
I can’t even recognize you
I think you’re crazy, maybe (x6)
I will see you in the next life
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