You said you didn't need me but you did You said you didn't want me but you do It's kinda like a comedy First you kiss me and then say we're through I say you've got some issues, yeah you do Some things you gotta work through, you really do It's sorta like a talk show No wait, a freak show when the freak is you I'm the smoke from your fire I'm that lie you can trust I'm a chord on your guitar I'm that girl you can't shut up I'm the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can't get rid of me You said I wasn't funny when you laughed You said I couldn't drive fast, then you crashed Funny how it works out with your big mouth You'll always get it back You thought you had me worked out, you're not deep Mr. "I screw about", you're still a creep At best you could've confessed that you're a big mess And that you're so damn weak I'm the smoke from your fire I'm that lie you can trust I'm a chord on your guitar I'm that girl you can't shut up I'm the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can't get rid of me And still I try and justify Try and let this die, you'll never say goodbye I can't quite rub it in your face Just in three days I'll send you home to cry I'm the blood you might need In your car when you speed In that cigarette you breathe You can't get rid of me ... Can't get rid of me