Texty: Eels. End Times. Unhinged.

You need help, baby, you've come unhinged
It's clear to everybody, you're on the fringe
Thought I'd stand till I die
But the twinkle in your eye is gone

And now all that's left is a mean old girl
Behind her crazy eyes

We were good together, as good as it gets
I only wanted to help you from the day we met
Now I'm sleeping on the couch for months on end
You were more than my girl, you were my best friend

All that's left is a mean old girl
Behind her crazy eyes

I defy you to defy me in your crazy state
You don't know which way is up and it's way too late
To ever fix all of the things that you did break
Not least of which is my heart