Texty: Madina Lake. Attics to Eden. Statistics.

You're a wolf, you are dressed like a fox
Got me tied up in knots over you
But I think that I'm just a flavor
You crave on instinct

'Cause you don't feel ashamed
But it won't make a difference

I've been wrong so many times
Let's be realistic, I'm only a statistic to you
And it hurts so deep inside
Maybe I'm sadistic, I love when you inflict it on me

You can take my time
'Cause after all, well, the earth's just a ball
That revolves around you
And all my friends and family try to warn me

But like a moth to flame
Darling, lead the way
'Cause I'm afraid of change
So meet me in your bedroom

I've been wrong so many times
Let's be realistic, I'm only a statistic to you
And it hurts so deep inside
Maybe I'm sadistic, I can't get myself off of you
I'm only a statistic to you
I can't get myself off of

I just caught you like a disease
It's terminal and I'm going down
But you're afraid that's worse than death
And I gotta get out of this mess
You're a wolf, you are, you are

I've been wrong so many times
Let's be realistic, I'm only a statistic to you
And it hurts so deep inside
Maybe I'm sadistic, I can't get myself off of you
I'm only a statistic to you
I think I'm addicted to you