Original lyrics

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I’m not so sentimental Some say I don’t remember shit My banged-up brain shows up to quit So don’t give me your number That’s just more math I might forget I don’t feel bad–I just feel sick My soul regret I never found a helmet I get banged and beat up True love drop dead deluxe I’m a headcase Gotta blow me away I get fazed It’s too much True love give me double or nothing I’m a headcase Gotta blow me away Cuts scratches scrapes and bruises Sweet kisses skull contusions Each hiccup hurts about the same Head down and swallow harder Will my migraines make me smarter Cuz I try but I don’t remember why I came My soul regret I never found a helmet