Crazy

Turn it on

And it makes me crazy

Turn it off

And I’d do anything for it, believe me

Just take off a little

But not enough to get lazy

Just take a chance

And tell me we’re crazy

Everyone has a bit in them

Some just more than others

Every one I see would be perfect

But none of them perfect lovers

Turn it on

And it leaves me empty

Turn it off

And I’d do anything for it, believe me

Just take away the stage

But not enough to act naturally

Just take away the page

And tell me we’re crazy

Everyone has a bit in them

Some just more than others

Every one I see is beautiful

But none of them beautiful lovers

Turn it on

And you never see

Turn it off

And I’d do anything for it, believe me

Just take away the love

But not enough to be ugly

Just take away all of the above

And tell me we’re crazy

Everyone has a bit in them

Some just more than others

Every one I see is haunting

But none of them haunted lovers

How can I do this to myself?

As the red flows from bottle to body

How can I do this to you?

As the white flows from the bottle to body

How can they do this to each other?

As the blue flows from body to floor

How can I do this to myself?

I ask myself, and then ask for more.

Turn it on

And it makes me crazy

Turn it off

And I’d do anything for it, believe me

Just turn it off

Because you’re killing me

Just turn it on

And tell me we’re crazy