Lyrics
I'm trying to kill the devil with the heater on.
I'm looking for the girl, but the girl she's gone.
I sweat out in my bed, and yes my blood will boil.
All this wasted time, and all this worthless toil.
Why do I want you back? I'm wasting my time.
And what about my money?
My mother told me to pick the very best one...
Trying to kill the devil with the heater on.
Trying to kick this habit with a loaded gun.
I sweat out in my bed, and yes my blood will boil.
All this wasted time, and all this worthless toil.
Why do I want you back? I'm wasting time.
And what about my money? I bet you think that's funny...
My mother told me to pick the very best one, and you are not it.
She's a-coming like a freight train. My sweet little gypsy rose. I wish that I could quit you. You're my sweet little chemical.
