Wired

I'll never give you what you want You'll never break the habit Conviction makes my stomach turn He called me beautiful, some people never learn On one, up too late I made my last exception Trust none, make them wait I play a song and I feel fine Make me mourn you You're getting further by the day It's not my fault I'm hungry for blood I won't block you Don't have to when I act that way Got what I need, not what I want Clean time But you had dirty hands I thought that I was chosen Ego It was our common ground I am the quiet one Turn up the microphone Sometimes I find A hope that's half defrosted Cold hands Hot head I cut you off, and I was fine Today is the day that I That I've been waiting for I can't remember my name It's all my fault