I borrowed your bread I sniffed your wine And when i was tired I was tired of lyin
Chorus Im fallin and fallin and fallin and i fall Like i fell for you Whos name is a crucifier Whos heart needs a sweater Who throws pages into the fire Oh, thats you, why would i know this?
Lalala, do do do
Im not your fleece Im not your fire And im not crayon And im not your kind