A Classic Case of Transference

Everything was right until you came in And ran your dirty mouth Spouting out anecdotes of nastiness And then indulged yourself Attracting onto anyone that listens Well, you're the one who's fucked up I won't pretend to be your friend Ever again Get me off, then get off me I've had enough of you Your name, your frame are nothing new I don't know who you think that you are You've turned into a whore We can take this to the floor again I know that you're spent But we're not finished yet I've got my own life to transcend You make everyone look like They're wrong, and you're always right But at night you sleep alone And I know your bed is cold Though you don't say so Maybe lately I can't Wait to get away from you And your negativity So get me off, then get off me I've had enough of you Your name, your frame are nothing new I don't know who you think that you are You've turned into a whore We can take this to the floor again I know that you're spent But we're not finished yet I've got my own heart to transcend So catch me if you can If I could say one thing I'd probably have a conniption fit Villainize me for standing up to you If I could say one thing You'd probably have a conniption fit And villainize me for standing up to you I don't know who you think that you are You've turned into a whore We can take this to the floor again I know we've just met But we're going to bed I've got my own shit to transcend So catch me if you can You can You can