Missing Persons - Intellectual

[Intro]

Da-dum-da-da-da, da-doo

I wish I told you, that I lost my grip

I hope the neighbours don't hear me screamin' ('Cause I still feel sick)

Oh, baby, darling, can't you see, that I've lost a part of me?

I wish that we could see eye-to-eye, I wish you hadn't died

Stone cold, baby, I don't feel much lately

Yeah, you callin' me crazy, fed up on the daily

The cops don't know you're missin'

Who's that boy you kissin'? Oh, oh

(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)

Talkin' to myself, waitin' for some help (Oh, God, help)

Waking up from a nightmare, tried to get sleep

Panic attacks every day of the week

Fuck these pills, they make me tired

I'm pissed off, set my house on fire (Motherfu—)

Stone cold, baby, I don't feel much lately

Yeah, you callin' me crazy, fed up on the daily

The cops don't know you're missin'

Who's that boy you kissin'? Oh, oh

(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah—)

(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)

The cops don't know you're missin' (Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)

(Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)

Hey, um, just callin' back, um, 'bout the body situation

Some, uh, some violent men came over and, um, there's like, a couple more

Please, please call me back, bye