Complicator Lyrics

Black jeans, no make up

Sick when I wake up

But I want it, and I need it, and you got it

So maybe you should give it to me

'Cause I worked so hard for it b.a.b.y

And I loved the way you wasted all my time

Hey complicator

Come complicate the things I am

It turns me on

So are you free

Or are you lonely now?

Tell me all those little secrets that you're keeping from me

I couldn't put my finger on the feeling in my gut

It was something like:

I know and you know

That he knows and she knows

And that's why this is fucked up

Damn

Hey complicator

Come complicate the things I am

It turns me on

It's the same hell

Just a different fucking devil

Hey complicator

Come complicate the things I am

It turns me on