Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess.
I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed,
that I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I take it too far.
I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed,
that I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I take it too far.
I'm finding me out,
I'm having my doubts,
I'm losing the best of me.
I'm having my doubts,
I'm losing the best of me.
We're all part of the same, sick little games,
And I need a get away
I'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
Losing it all on these sick little games.
And I need a get away
I'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
Losing it all on these sick little games.