Damages!

I settle into my body And my body settles into the bed And then the bed settles into the grid Of a million of the damages people did I need drive Otherwise, I might dance in the traffic I’ll take two quick shots of the system, crystal: It’s a medicine if you have it Do you have it? I’m in a terrible place sometimes Where I can’t stop touching my face It’s probably just some miracle crutches Babe, smoke will erase What am I selling today? How can track the kickback? I want my bucket of tricks back 'cause without it I just cannot relax I cannot relax! Someone, please Call the police I can’t compete with your damages I cannot collect, I cannot collect I cannot collect Someone, please Call the police I’m falling out of my seat I’m getting nothing I’m going nowhere I cannot collect, I cannot collect Betsy, why is everyone crazy? Why do we bruise so easily? It’s like a deep shade of honey-maroon Matching the walls of the waiting room I like how you can sleep anywhere I like the lines you throw me I like the way you lie And how you kiss me like you know me Sound the alarms It’s a call to arms I don’t see the harm in charming damages I cannot collect, I cannot collect I cannot collect Someone, please Call the police I can’t repeat all these damages I cannot collect, I cannot collect Someone, please Call the police I’m falling out of my seat I’m getting nothing I’m going nowhere I can’t collect, I just can’t collect