Good For Nothing

There's something bout a lunatic
That makes you wanna smoke and drink
Especially when you think that you're in love
A good for nothing so and so
That makes your whole damn body go
Down into every corner that you ever wanted to go down
Oh, down into to every corner that you ever wanted to go down

There's something bout a maniac
That makes up for the things you lack
Especially when you think that you're in love
A good for nothing so and so
That makes your whole damn body go
Down into every corner that you ever wanted to go down
Oh, down into every corner that you ever wanted to go down
Go down

Oh, give me mercy (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
Give me love (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
Give me your heartache (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
And I'll give you blood

There's something bout a narcissist
That makes you want to slit your wrists
Especially when you think that you're in love
A good for nothing so and so
That makes your whole damn body go
Down into every corner that you ever wanted to go down
Oh, down into every corner that you ever wanted to go down
Go down

Oh, give me mercy (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
Oh. give me love (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
Give me your heartache (give me mercy, give me, give me mercy)
And I'll give, I'll give you blood

There's something bout a lunatic
There's something bout a maniac
There's something bout a narcissist