I’m a vintage kind of love
Homicidal mind
You’ve been breaking skin and slashing it
I’m the ghost of your thoughts
As you figured out, it all costs
Ain’t hard to be a stain
I reach to you, I reach into you
Turn in your past, babe
Now won’t you put me in your shrine, oh
I’m a vintage kind of love
You make the rules as we grow over
I’m a vintage kind of soul
As you take my hand and lie, I shun
I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you
Cause you might kill us
I’mma care for you, I’mma care for
I’mma care for you
I’mma care for you
I’mma care for you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’mma care
I’m a different kind of drug
The cyanide in my lungs, in toxic ground
Stop breaking in, crashing in Stop playing the dark
You’re my conductor of energy
Director of our fantasy
I lean from you, I lean to your
Nostalgic sweet taste
Now won’t you meet me where our end comes
I’m a different kind of drug
See the world as we have it taken
I’m a different kind of show
I surround myself in a tourniquet
I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you
Cause you will kill us
I’mma care for you, I’mma care for
I’mma care for you
I’mma care for you
I’mma care for you