Just My Type

(Just my type, can't get you off my mind)

(Ah! Ah!)

It's not so bad, they say it only hurts a little

Got your finger on the trigger, and you're aiming for the middle

Yeah, it's pathetic and fuck, I might regret it

But you got something about you, and I'm feeling kinda manic (ah!)

Swore I'd never act this way again

Can't help it

Nothing wrong with just a little sin

Don't you want it?

Ah! You know you're just my type and

I can't get you off my mind

I know this can't be good for me, but God, we're fucking poetry

Just my type, just my type

(Just my type, can't get you off my mind)

(Just my type, I think I could die)

Feel like I know you, think I saw you in a dyin' dream

You got the kind of look and pretty face, you'd see in magazines

I feel the tension ruthless, no need to mention

And I'd do just about anything now for your attention

Ah, you know you're just my type and

I can't get you off my mind

I know this can't be good for me, but God, we're fucking poetry

Just my type, just my type

It's not so bad, they say it only hurts a little

Got your finger on the trigger, and you're aiming for the middle

(Ah! Ah! Ah!)

Yeah, it's pathetic and fuck, I might regret it

But you got something about you, and I'm feeling kinda manic

Ah! You know you're just my type and

I can't get you off my mind

I know this can't be good for me, but God, we're fucking poetry

Just my type, just my type

(Just my type, can't get you off my mind)

(Just my type, I think I could die)