I can't handle This web You've got me tangled Up in
Still feel As if My stomach's getting pumped
Oh, I wish you could win my Fuggin' trust back But its tragic You say You. dont. want. to Win it back Quit getting upset Because I don't see that happening
You claim I come up Assumptions Come to find out Your secrets are gut wrenching
So I'd rather not unpack here Or uncover anymore, She can clean out Your closet next time