Crook

You shouldn't look at me semi-automatically

Just like you've never seen what it is that you see

I'm just a man in the street, I got shoes on my feet

You always get what you want but do you know what you need?

All my intentions are good and my pockets are empty

But you know, but you know, but you know

I've got nothing to give except for what's in my body

But you know, but you know

Let me pat you down, are you wired?

And don't you make a sound, were you hired?

'Cause you're a fucking crook, you're a liar

You're playing with my cash, so you're fired

You know it's making me

Lose my mind, hard to find

Lose my mind, hard to find

I'm gonna go if you stay, I'm gonna stay if you go

If you ask, I don't know, if you're fast then I'm slow

You know you're pissing away your worth bitching at me

'Cause I won't ever hear what you're saying to me

And are you really a friend? Are you really the sweet type?

I don't know, I don't know

'Cause I fell right out of bed and stumbled into your spotlight

I don't know, I don't know

And you could be making the sun

Let me pat you down, are you wired?

And don't you make a sound, were you hired?

'Cause you're a fucking crook, you're a liar

You're playing with my cash, so you're fired

You know it's making me

Lose my mind, hard to find

Lose my mind, hard to find

Lose my mind, hard to find

Lose my mind, hard to find