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