Montaigne - Complex Lyrics

I was walking down the street one day
And your best friend, well, he messaged me
"I wanna say a quick thank
You, you really, really, really helped me
Put my thoughts into some words about the
Things we were all thinking and feeling"
I was stunned and validated, too
A little confused, and so I asked him to
"'Elucidate me on what he meant by the
'things he thought and felt about you?'"
I thought you changed?
I thought you'd change?

No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?

You and your complex
You told me it was complex
And you, at least you confessed
That power is your object
But you're no God, no God, no God, no God
Wish I'd never met you
May the Lord He bless you

So he told me you were wearing robes
You were holy, like the son of God
Everybody they had told me after the fact
You were bad for me, just a little cracked
Maybe I was cracked for sticking through
All of that bullshit like that?
I was baffled, I was quite unclean
What a story, what a twisted thing
Someone told me you are getting better
I have faith that you're getting better
I hope you've changed i hope you've changed

No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?
No, but you didn't, did you?

You and your complex
You told me it was complex
And you, at least you confessed
That power is your object but
You're a fraud, a fraud a fraud, a fraud
Wish I'd never met you may the Lord He bless
You and your complex
You have the weirdest complex and
True, at least your complex
It helps me write a song, yeah
But you're no God, no God no God, no God
Wish I'd never met you
May the Lord He bless you

Messiah complex, you have a
Messiah complex, you have a
Messiah complex, you have a messiah complex
Wish I'd never met you may the Lord He bless

You and your complex
You told me it was complex
And you, at least you confessed
That power is your object but
You're a fraud, a fraud a fraud, a fraud
Wish I'd never met you may the Lord He bless
You and your complex
You have the weirdest complex and
True, at least your complex
It helps me write a song, yeah
But you're no God, no God no God, no God
Wish I'd never met you
May the Lord He bless you