[Verse 1]
Self-induced, psychotic, pathetic, neurotic
I gave you myself all these years
She gave you false hopes and a couple of beers
Such youth, it's sonic, euphoric, symphonic
I said I would never leave you
And then I dared to deceive you
Twelve o'clock, I'm honest, I'm honest
Time for one more vodka and tonic
I wait for you in the kitchen
You love me at intermission

[Verse 2]
You left because I will listen
You love me cause I will listen
You left because I will listen
Self-induced, psychotic, synthetic, sing-a-holic
This is not the best way to grow up
There are better bombshells and pinups
There are better bombshells and pinups than me