Crazy - Burn The Ballroom

She had problems with my love connections

So she bought me bullets and she made corrections

She had problems with their cruel derisions

So she bought a scalpel and she made incisions

Honey

I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different

I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm

I’d say lost and you’d say love

But you’re crazy not to see

That you’re crazy just like me

She had problems with the gospel liars

So she bought some fuel and then she started fires

She had problems, feeling awful sleepless

So she bought a shovel and she buried secrets

Honey

I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different

I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm

I’d say lost and you’d say love

But you’re crazy not to see

That you’re crazy just like me…

I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different

I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm

I’d say lost and you’d say love

But you’re crazy not to see

That you’re crazy just like me

I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different

I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm

I’d say lost and you’d say love

But you’re crazy not to see

That you’re crazy just like me