[Band Chatter]
Erm, yeah, from the one I got on tape

[Verse 1]
Red wine and sad films
Help me get back to your arms
Cheap sex and sad films
Help me get where I belong

[Chorus]
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

[Verse 2]
Stop sending letters
Letters always get burned
It's not like the movies
They fed us on little white lies

[Chorus]
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

[Bridge]
I will see you in the next life
[Verse 3]
Beautiful angel
Pulled apart at birth
Limbless and helpless
I can't even recognise you

[Chorus]
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe
I think you're crazy, maybe

[Outro]
I will see you in the next life