you got me up and at em got me jones ing for your touch i cant stand i cant stand without you you fit me like a crutch youre a teenaged heart attacker got me going getting rough youre in my blood youre in my blood im on a different kind of drug these desperate measures you wear me out so well these desperate measures keep torturing myself for you and no one else fake a smile for your parents fake a laugh for all your friends count the days i count the days and seconds til we can stop playing pretend now you got me shakin got me takin in too much youre in my blood youre in my blood and i wont ever get enough these desperate measures you wear meow so well these desperate measures keep torturing myself for you and no one else ill join your cult ill drink your kool aid ill break my back whatever you say walk til my feet start to bleed and just keep on walking ill dye my hair ill change my name ill play along just teach me your game you dont play fair im aware but i dont care im not stopping these desperate measures you wear me out so well these desperate measures keep torturing myself for you and no one else