Savage - Watsky

Something I was sad about

Does that make me savage?

You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete

Each time I think of you I’m sharpening the blade

Does that make me savage?

Say I’ll never hurt you while I twist the knife again

While I twist the knife again

Something I was sad about

While I twist the knife again

Something I was sad about

While I twist the knife again

Something I was sad about

All I want is everything that ever was and ever will be

You can kill me if you think that that’s too much to ask

But if you shoot I want the world’s greatest death scene

And the world’s collected treasure shoved inside my diamond-studded cask

And yeah I covet love,

So when I went and told her that I loved her like I never loved another

It was burning in my marrow

I could not imagine how my world was gonna spin, but it spun

And I know, so did I

If you need me I’ll be hiding over there

Cause I want my fucking privacy

But sometimes also I would like to really overshare

And a silly golden chair

A throne to call my own, a home for my entitled ass

Where o I can act like I don’t care

Climb Rapunzel’s hair and then be dunzo

Or a dunce cap and a stool

An empty corner that a fool can sit and stare at

And think on how I hurt her

Murder murder murder

Murder murder murder

For whatever it’s worth, I still hope that you’re good

Just cause you can doesn’t mean that you should

You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete

Does that make me savage?

You got me feeling like my tongue is a machete

Each time I think of you I’m sharpening the blade

Does that make me savage?

Say I’ll never hurt you while I twist the knife again