"Little Complication"

[Beginning]
Little Complication you’re the razor pressed against my skin
Little Complication you’re the sweetest sight of sin

[Verse 1]
Kill off this common sense of self-definition
Take away these fears of losing what’s important
Nothing’s how it should be, and everything’s how it isn’t

*You’re the complication digging in my brain
Delivering me the best kind of pain
When I am left with nothing at all
I always seek your comforting call

[Verse 2]
Make me taste this lack of admiration for all my hopes
Set flame to my insides and burn all these colors
Your trust is useless, and uselessness is trustworthy

[Verse 3]
Complication, Complication, where do you leave us when the music stops?
My little complication, you’ve got your heart slipped in the slots
Gamble what you’ve left, and keep nothing kind
Tear my heart like paper, I promise I don’t mind