Vacant Stare

Friendly fire
A ​deadly kiss
You know I’m a
A pacifist, oh
A trip to Hell
To treat myself
And I’m so rich off
Emotion, well
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something
So start a fire
When I’m not there
Put it out with
Her vacant stare
You crossed a line
My mind is hurting now, oh no
I try to remember
With my crippling doubts
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something
Violent case off losing touch
I never thought I’d feel so much disdain
I have never been a miracle worker
I don’t recall, I
I’m promising you anything either
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something
I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel, I feel
I feel better, baby
When I’m mad about something