Crazy Like I Told You

If I could read your words, I wouldn't throw them back to you
Looking back, I know that that’s one thing I would not do
When I laid on the floor, I found it cold and red
Last time I felt at home, I was talking in my bed

Can you feel, can you feel that tension?
Who do I have to kill to get some of your attention?

Looking back, I don't know exactly what I was feeling
But as the time goes on, violence seems much more appealing
When I look at you, I see the eyes of a stranger
With the things that I've been thinking, I wonder if we’re in danger

Can you feel, can you feel that tension?
Who do I have to kill to get some of your attention?
Can you feel, can you feel the tension?
Who do I have to kill to gеt some of your attention?