Something senile, stale, infected And just can't shake it off Wondered if this was self-inflicted Or if we were meant to fall Every single time you try and make me change myself I can't help to think that maybe change might be a nice hell The kind of comfort that you get from dying, I dwell- Way too much on what you say and not enough on my health I turn you on, but only when there's something wrong It won't be long until you get all that you want I turned you on, was something in the way I sung But now you're gone and I know that you'll be strong So it seems I'm so addicted to how you're wanting me to be I'm so conflicted Sometimes I don't know how I'm supposed to fix it Sometimes you make me feel so restricted, I don't dig it I turn you on, but only when there's something wrong It won't be long until you get all that you want I turned you on, was something in the way I sung But now you're gone and I know that you'll be strong Oh, we could be somewhere beyond the trees So easily, so difficult for me Oh, we could be somewhere beyond the beach So easily, so difficult, difficult for me I turn you on, but only when there's something wrong It won't be long until you get all that you want I turned you on, was something in the way I sung But now you're gone and I know that you'll be strong