dead end. Video (MV)

Killing time teaching boys how to be men
I'm less than a lover, more than a friend
I'm sitting pretty at a dead end, a dead end
So unfortunate but I like who I like
If I had taste I'd leave after three strikes
The queen of second chances
You hurt me and I heal nice, I heal nice

I, I can't help myself
Oh, I'll walk right into hell, oh, well, oh, well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth the work
I can tell

I'm changing colors to find the shade, your type
Your head is turned
You'll never be mine but I'll take some of you over none
Pretend like it's fine (it's fine, it's totally fine)
I don't have another you to share
Watching you with her over there, it's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair

I, I can't help myself
I'll walk right into hell, oh, well, oh, well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth the work, I can tell
I can tell
I can tell
I can tell

Can't get enough
I'll fix you right up
Can't get enough
Of drowning in rush
Can't get enough
I'm so out of touch
You've had enough of me

I, I can't help myself
I'll walk right into hell, oh, well, oh, well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth the work, I can tell

I, I can't help myself
I'll walk right into hell, oh, well, oh, well
I'm lost under your spell
But you're not even worth the work
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell, I can tell
I can tell