I cut you off at the bus stop
But you'll always have a piece of me
And for better or worse I
Don't think you ever really knew me
At all
You're weighing on me
I need to shake it off
Or this might kill me
Maybe that's what you want
Oh my god
You're weighing on me
I need to shake it off
Or this might kill me
Maybe that's what you want
Oh my god
And every day I run from you
Meanwhile I don't think you think of me
I bet it would be so funny to you to
Watch me in this state of agony
Oh
You're weighing on me
I need to shake it off
Or this might kill me
Maybe that's what you want
Want
Oh my god"