Texty: Ozma. Hopeless.

it's hopeless
oh don't you see it's hopeless
but when you're coming back to me
it's not hopeless

it's hopeless
little cowgirl don't you see
that the farm
is hopeless without me

hopeless, hopeless, i'm so hopeless
hopeless, hopeless you're so hopeless

it's crazy

oh don't you see it's crazy
i feel the need
i feel the need to get crazy

and everytime you go away
my heart beats slower
and should i still pretend
that i don't even know her