Beggin For Thread - Banks

So I got itches that scratch
And sometimes I don't got to feel to
But I'm so tired of eating
All of my misspoken words

I know my disposition gets confusing
My disproportionate reactions fuse when my ego stakes
It's why you want to come out and play with me

Why Why Why
Still down and out
You got me Beggin For Thread 
To sow this hole up that you worked in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew

I got some dirt on my shoes
My words can come out as a pistol
And I'm not good at aiming
But I can aim it at you
I know my actions, they may get confusing
But not unstable as is my solutions
To give in mistakes
That's why you want to come out and play with me

Still down and out
You got me Beggin For Thread 
To sow this hole up that you worked in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
Secretly I think you knew

Hold it out, whoa
Try to hide it out, but my tracks are better

Still down and out
You got me Beggin For Thread 
To sow this hole up that you worked in my head
Stupidly think you had it under control
Strapped down to something that you don't understand
Don't know what you were getting yourself into
You should have known, secretly I think you knew
Secretly I think you knew