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 I’m off 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.

(Only a statistic to you)
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.