Straight Jacket

I wear a 36 long, white is my color
 A little tight in the shoulder
 But you know, it still fit me good
 I wear a 36 long, white is my color
 A little tight in the shoulder
 But you know, it still fit me good
 Anyone can see we're a perfect match
 An innocent boy and a psychopath
 A week's worth of dating and you talk about moving in
 (I talk about moving too fast)
 My mom disapproved and my friends would say
 To break the girl's heart but I'm too afraid
 Her clickbait body was a tractor beam
 She was a Tesla Model S with the ludicrous speed
 The sex was good but we always fight
 I'd try to leave your sorry ass but end up spending the night
 Your sweetness, my weakness, you're mean though ingenious
 Nothing can go between us (Aye, have you seen us?)
 I've lost it, you're toxic, I botched this, I'm nauseous
 Man, I gotta be
 Out of my mind, be going crazy
 'Cause it doesn't faze me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 I must be out of my brain
 Hallucinating
 Girl, well it doesn't faze me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 I must be out of my mind
 Free at last, I'm free at last
 Something I'll never say is "I'm free at last"
 She ain't around so I can vent and get it off my chest
 (So here we go, three, two, one)
 And you're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic
 You are Mary Poppins, you'll be soon be going out of business
 Guys, let me witness, you got a Honda Civic
 'Cause you're backseat driving my life
 I just wanna sleep my life away
 I must be
 Out of my mind, be going crazy
 'Cause it doesn't faze me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 I must be out of my brain
 Hallucinating
 Girl, well it doesn't phase me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
 I'm freaking out, I'm panic attacking
 Yeah, I mentally had it, now my living was padded
 I'm a sadist, I'm addicted to this heroin
 You're Tonya Harding and I'm your Nancy Kerrigan
 Lloyd Braun, I just wanted serenity
 But you had to go testing me, gave me suicide tendencies
 Your little games, your little, little games
 You tricked me into staying, your playing is getting lame
 From touching your sweet things to tracking your calls
 Go from smacking your ass to punching holes in the walls
 Go from sending me fire news to eyeing up other dudes
 From picking a favorite song to playlisting breaking tunes
 Started so high, now I can hardly breathe
 Go from weak in the knees to be too weak I can't leave
 You called it, it's all my fault, this I know
 Guess I'm better off dead inside than being alone
 I just wanna sleep my life away
 I must be out of my mind
 Be going crazy
 'Cause it doesn't faze me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 I must be out of my brain
 Hallucinating
 No it doesn't phase me
 Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
 I must be out of my mind
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 I must be out of my mind
 You're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic
 You are Mary Poppins, you'll be soon be going out of business
 Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad