i got a gypsy soul 2 blame & i was born for leavin you're just too sweet till you get on my nerves and hurt like cavity you left a bad taste in my mouth, my sour patch kid you and me, it's no mystery, no magic trick let me hear this broken record again, just press repeat i can be your new favorite waste of time and you'll be mine all i want is your attention, it's all the same thing are you in? whats it gunna be? don't roll with the punches, make it hard for me baby