Hot and Cold Lyrics

I'm a mess but I still act famous

Staring up faces stuck in stasis

I'm watching, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for you

To take your two left ears and write a good tune

I could make it easy if you'd like me to

Im not staring at you honey the bar's behind you

There's really nothing that you can do

Im back swinging and i'll follow through

I'll get rid of this guilty feeling

I'll soak it in sweat and do some heavy breathing

Until you realise that I'm not speaking

Stand up slowly ask me what i'm thinking

No response from the frontal cortex

Numbness, silence, thoughts distorted

You talk to much can you spare me the truth

I hope they think that we're just being aloof

Hot and cold

Im going hot and cold

Hot and cold

Im going hot and

Cold sweat dripping from my face and fingers

Up down, up down my mood keeps swinging

Stimulate me tell me what you preaching

Sat still yawning while you keep screeching

Superficial, cocksure, overrated left wanting more

Oooff, like a kick in the stomach

All the wind leaves your body when your on the come up

You can taste it, deflated, elated you're faced with

Having to prove that it is what you say it is

No more hiding from the rules you made up

Standing proudly for their entertainment

No favours here, just pen and paper

The cold feels colder when the hot is tasteless

Gods gift

I'm bored

Self absorption tells me I need more

Hot and cold

Im going hot and cold

Hot and cold

Im going hot and cold