I broke into your house, slept in your bed for a night
I was clawing at the door, screaming "Let me in," 'till I got tired
And I changed my name, you changed your clothes in front of me
As I followed from behind, you said you gotta lotta love for me

If I could be a little shorter
I could fit made for you
If I could be a little older
I could fit made for you
I can't remember the last time I wasn't in love
Now I smoke my cigarettes, backwards
And it fills up my home
And the one I used to know, so well
I love to watch you die
Kinda momеnt