I'm in love   With an icon. I didn't expect him to call   I'm crushed and ground in some disaster   I feel like a criminal   Turn out the light, don't crush me   I get a bruise and I'm not even touching, touching   Are you sincere or are you dangling bair   And if I bit will you judge me      I don't know what's genuine   I go back and forth with him   Does a screw make a bad lynch pin   I don't know what's genuine      I think about this is a grin with a ? ? ? ? ?    I thought I couldn't be touched until they tagged me out   And I didn't even feel it at all   The bigger the hands, so full of s***   The neighborhood is one crowded bed   They're all so strange ? ? ?    ? ? ? ? ?       I don't know what's genuine   So I go back and forth with him   Does a screw make a bad lynch pin   I don't know what's genuine      Oh I'm losing control   Who's in control   I'm losing control   Can't be touched      I don't know what's genuine   So I go back and forth with him   Does a screw make a bad lynch pin   I don't know what's genuine