Statistics (Album Version)

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 a moth 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.