Voltaic Crusher/Undrum To Muted Da

I write a thousand songs for you a day
 But I never run out of things to say
 You're my Ulysses that I'll never end
 Now that I fucked up, lost you, sweet friend
 Everything is in the trash, and it's my fault
 I've destroyed us, I know, it's unrecoverable
 If there's a God he will repair your heart
 If there's a God, send her an angel
 Make him handsome and clever and not crazy
 And you notice something wonderful
 Someone to love her volcanically
 And please, please, please God, don't be a bastard
 Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change
 Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change
 I am a flaw, I'm a mistake
 I am faulty, I always break
 I tried, you don't believe me, but I did
 I tried to mature, be responsible, dot dot dot
 But my heart is juvenile
 And my character's not so hot
 You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
 I hardly exist
 You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
 I hardly exist
 You gave me everything, still I resist
 Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
 I hardly exist
 I hardly exist...