Sitting alone in my room
Nothing to do but smoke cigarettes all afternoon
And complain about the news
Thinking of times when you were mine
Particles collide before my very eyes
And I don't know why
There's just something about the way she moves
That makes me think that I need to improve
My point of view
But baby, no one's gonna hold your hand
Forever or whatever
Conspiracy
It's just a conspiracy...
But I think she wants to blow all my brains out
She wants to blow all my brains out
She wants to blow all my brains
She wants to blow all my brains out
You cut me with your razor
Been bleeding now for ages
That's just the way that it goes
Shit's not the same anymore
We're just on separate pages
It's a conspiracy
Conspiracy...
But I think she wants to blow all my brains out
She wants to blow all my brains out
She wants to blow all my brains
She wants to blow all my brains out