Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
When I'm sewed up, here comes another papercut
She says she loves me but she comes and goes when she pleases
My last album that she's wishing she was kissing me
When the door shuts, it's like another papercut
But I love her, she's the reason for the lesions, man I love her
I start bleeding when she's leaving
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
That don't treat her right with two bad ass kids
Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way
And she's so demanding, do this, do that
When the door shuts, it's like another papercut
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
She ain't even got a name, she just lives in my brain and says
And send it with the hopes that she might get it
Don't forget to take your medicine
Claims she loves me but she cuts me into pieces
Claims she loves me but she cuts me into pieces
All the lessons learned on my missions to try to find her but
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
She loves me but she comes and goes when she pleases
I start bleeding when she's leaving
Claims she loves me but she cuts me into pieces
But she disregards the statement
She says she loves me but, she really thinks that I'm an asshole
We met 22 years back, fresh out the womb
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
But all I think about is when she's here and holding me, I love her
Man the nerve of this bitch, pardon my French
But it's been 10 days and I'm getting kind of light headed
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
She says she loves me but, my ears are too big
She says she loves me but, I never pay my bills
She says she loves me but, I pick my nose too much
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
I'll sit alone until she comes back home and I'll be waiting by the phone
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
When I'm sewed up, here comes another papercut
I heard she's staying down the street with the dead beat
And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
What a bloody mess it's been trying to end this struggle
Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades
The welcome mat reads, "Please take off your shoes"
When I'm sewed up, here comes another papercut
She says she loves me but, I wait until the last minute
But I'm fed up with plugging cuts every time they bleed
And I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
Guilt and regret and I'm willing to bet
Now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids
I've grown accustomed to bending my beliefs to satisfy her needs
All the lessons learned, all my missions trying to find her and
She don't live here no more
I hate it when her face is invading my head again
And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of
Now she consumes me, no room for self these days
I can't complain, I kind of like the pain
She says she loves me but, she says i never really listen
She says she loves me but, I take too many pills
So I dip my pen in the puddle
I can't believe I let her run all over me
She's the reason for the lesions, man I love her
