Darren Criss - f kn around

Ask me if I’ll come around
You wonder how I feel about it
A-what you think?
Call you up to call you out
You wonder if I’m real about it
A-what you think?
All the time you took from my pocket
All the love I gave, but you dropped it
Oh my God, I know I can’t stop you now
All the fights, fires you started
Stabbed my back, you say you’re a martyr
Oh my God, I know I can’t stop it now
You’re fucking around
Don’t know why I stay
You’re fucking around
I can’t get away
You’re fucking around
Kills me every day
Fucking around
Fucking around, bringing me down
Yeah, you’re running
I can’t believe that I’m still looking through your pictures
Am I feeling good about it?
A-what you think?
Check myself, I hate that I need this
Tell myself that I can defeat this
Every time you leave me wanting you more
Till you want to swear that I mean it
Come right back, tear me to pieces
Throw my hands up, oh, sweet Jesus!
What am I doing this for?
You’re fucking around
Don’t know why I stay
You’re fucking around
I can’t get away
You’re fucking around
Kills me every day
Fucking around
Fucking around, bringing me down
Yeah, I’m running
Oh my God, I know I can’t stop it
Oh my God, I know I can’t stop it now
You’re fucking around
Don’t know why I stay
You’re fucking around
I can’t get away
You’re fucking around
Kills me every day
Fucking around
Fucking around, bringing me down
Yeah, I’m running
Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa
Fucking around, bringing me down
Yeah, I’m running