bart simpson neck tattoo

Oh Emma, it keeps happening I woke up in sweat Could've sworn I was drowning When you found me On the floor were you sure that you really don't want me anymore Oh Emma, it keeps happening And I despise the way that I can lie Won't bring any attention to myself don't have to go right now unless you need something else Learning new ways to make some enemies Spill out your guts, make a move, til you finally get it The thing you wanted, oh the irony Picking at threads till it falls apart entirely You know that I won't let it go cause I don't think I'll ever make it Make sense, I'm useless and stupid to do this But I'm bored, so here we go again Oh Emma, it keeps happening I woke up in sweat Could've sworn I was drowning When you found me On the floor were you sure that you really don't want me anymore Oh Emma, it keeps happening I woke up in sweat Could've sworn I was drowning When you found me On the floor were you sure that you really don't want me anymore Oh Emma, it keeps happening I woke up in sweat Could've sworn I was drowning When you found me On the floor were you sure that you really don't want me anymore