Straight Jacket

Straight Jacket - Theory of a Deadman

Written by：Theory Of A Deadman

I wear a 36 long white is my color

A little tight in the shoulder

But you know it still fit me good

I wear a 36 long white is my color

A little tight in the shoulder

But you know it still fit me good

Anyone can see we're a perfect match

An innocent boy and a psychopath

A week's worth of dating and you talk about moving in

I talk about moving too fast

My mom disapproved and my friends would say

To break the girl's heart but I'm too afraid

Her click bait body was a tractor beam

She was a tesla models with the ludicrous speed

The sex was good but we always fight

I'd try to leave your sorry a** but end up spending the night

Your sweetness my weakness you're mean though ingenious

Nothing can go between us aye have you seen us

I've lost it you're toxic I botched this I'm nauseous

Man I gotta be

Out of my mind be going crazy

'Cause it doesn't faze me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

I must be out of my brain

Hallucinating

Girl well it doesn't faze me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

I must be out of my mind

Free at last I'm free at last

Something I'll never say is I'm free at last

She ain't around so I can vent and get it off my chest

So here we go three two one

And you're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic

You are Mary Poppins you'll be soon be going out of business

Guys let me witness you got a Honda civic

'Cause you're backseat driving my life

I just wanna sleep my life away

I must be

Out of my mind be going crazy

'Cause it doesn't faze me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

I must be out of my brain

Hallucinating

Girl well it doesn't phase me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

Bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad

I'm freaking out I'm panic attacking

Yeah I mentally had it now my living room's padded

I'm a sadist I'm addicted to this heroin

You're Tonya Harding and I'm your Nancy Kerrigan

Like Lloyd Braun I just wanted serenity

But you had to go testing me gave me suicide tendencies

Your little games your little little games

You tricked me into staying your playing is getting lame

From touching your sweet things to tracking your calls

Go from smacking your a** to punching holes in the walls

Go from sending me fire news to I ain't about dues

From picking a favorite song to play listing breaking tunes

Started so high now I can hardly breathe

Go from weak in the knees to be too weak I can't leave

You called it it's all my fault this I know

Guess I'm better off dead inside than being alone

I just wanna sleep my life away

Oh

I must be out of my mind be going crazy

'Cause it doesn't faze me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

I must be out of my brain

Hallucinating

Girl well it doesn't phase me

Yeah the way you treat me so bad

I must be out of my mind

Yeah yeah oh

I must be out of my mind

And you're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic

You are Mary Poppins you'll be soon be going out of business

Yeah oh bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad