Crime In Stereo - ...But You Are Vast Lyrics
You're no good for meMy formulated drug an acquired tasteawaits to sate this unrequited loveIt tastes so gray, yet necessary to sustain frustrationTake just enough to get you *****ed upNot so much that it drives you awayA constant escapeThe magnificent restraint that it takes to stay awayI've no control at allI constantly dreamThe memories invade the things I keep with meI'm getting high on the roof of the worldYou're no good for me [x2](You're no good for me) You are the bent and blackened spoon.You are the butane. You are the bedroom.(You're no good for me) You are the improbable excusefor the horrible things that I do.You're no good for me, but I guess not bad enough.And on quiet nights I come to find you crawling through my kick drumHell bent on deliverance of all the privilegesof being with you, Heaven sent I crane my neckTo watch you desperately march down my chest, enjoying every step.Emphasized by distances we never intended.You come crawling back through my regrets to remind me what you said..."We're no good at this."