Call me crazy. I’ll tell you I’m not.
My word against your’s. It means a lot.
Or maybe it doesn’t? maybe I’m wrong?
Maybe I’m weak when I thought I was strong?
Call me crazy. I’ll tell you I’m not.
But the scars, they don’t lie. All stories have a plot.
I’ll just deny what I’ve been through. I’ll say it wasn’t me.
That someone else took over and changed all that I could be.
Call me crazy. I’ll tell you I’m not.
That my heart was never broken, or maybe I forgot?
About all those times you hurt me. I deserved it anyway.
I wanted him to leave but I needed him to stay.
Call me crazy. I’ll tell you I’m not.
But it was very nice to meet you.
Just call me crazynot.