INSANITY

I was feeling bad bout me
You were feeling bad bout you
Insanity's been expecting something different 
Something new
I'd be pleading less, you always needed more
Pray with me baby, that things might change
Point one dirty finger, three point back to blame
Insanity

Insanity 
Insanity 
Insanity 

Love is a luxury, respect is a must
You came and went and long gone lost my trust
Another smashing dish, another slamming door
Chelsea Avenue in the summer time
Same corner, different whore 

Insanity
Insanity
Insanity
Waiting on a change 
Insanity