i walk down my street at night
the city lights are cold and violent
i am comforted by the approaching sounds of trucks and sirens
even though the world's so bad
these men rush out to help the dying
and though i am no use to them
i do my part by simply smiling
the ghetto boys are catcalling me
as i pull my keys from my pocket
i wonder if this method of courtship
has any girl in history said
i always shock them when i answer
and i'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if i went with you i'm not the girl you think i am
and i'm not gonna match you
cause i'll lose my voice completely yeah
cause i'm not the one that's crazy
yeah. i have wasted years of my life
agonizing about the fires
i started when i thought that to be strong
you must be flame retardant
and now to dress the wounds goes into question
there is always someone criticizing me
she just likes playing hospital
there's no such thing as accidents
but you've got the headstone all ready
those his and hers matching
the daisies all push up'n
your eyes full of ketchup
it's nice that you're trying
the headstone's all ready
those his and hers matching
your eyes full of ketchup
it's nice that you're trying
and i'm not gonna live my life on one side of an ampersand
and even if i went with you
i'm not the girl you think i am
and i'm not gonna match you
cause i'll lose my voice completely
cause i'm not the one that's crazy
yeah. i'm not the one that's crazy
yeah. as i wake up to a cough
the fire burned the block
but ironically stopped at my apartment
and my housemates are all sleeping soundly
and nobody deserves to die
but you were awful adamant
that if i didn't love you
then you have just one alternative
and i may risk my life for it
but i ain't gonna die for you
you know i ain't no juliet
and i'm not gonna watch you wanna burn yourself out baby
no i'm not gonna stop you
cause i'm not the one that's crazy
i'm not the one that's crazy
i'm not the one that's crazy.