More
More, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just a little bit
More
I was a fan of the insanity
Coming back to you
Right now
Vanity strikes a pose in my mind
I'm screwed
Did what I had to
Picked the poison of half-truths
The parts of me I had to lose
The tragedy magic
Everything lavish
What I wanna do with you
No
Just a little bit
I was a fan of the insanity
Coming back to you
Boy you got me feeling different
It's freaky
It's weird
It's different
It's blue
It's fun
It's scary
Boy you got me feeling different
Try out the new
Try out the new more
I know it must be nice to be the one that's pursued
I thought the beauty in it was that I had a muse
Did what I had to
Till my heart had been cut loose
I saw you baby
Voulez vous
Pulled on the heart strings
The harp sings
What I wanna do with you
Color me confused in a hundred different hues
In a silly little room I wish I was in with you
I wouldn't try to fight it
Baby, cuz I liked it
Call me what you flaunted
Baby, I still wanted more