​of Montreal, Janelle Monáe - Our Riotous Defects lyrics

You are such a crazy girl such a crazy girl
And I don't know why I even
Tried to make you love me
I want it babe but you are just a

Crazy girl
You are so crazy girl and I don't why
I even try to help you

When I first met you at that Al-Anon meeting
You made that reference to "All
Your Goodies Are Gone"
And even sang a verse
I was amazed how husky your singing voice was
I wanted to talk to you so badly but
I didn't know how to come on because
You've got that kind of beauty
That makes people nervous
I know it's fucked
But before we got together I even hooked
Up with one of your cousins
Just to feel somehow closer to you
Because I knew like you guys were
Best friends and you talked everyday
And it was thrilling to touch
Something that had touched you
In my head you were like
This goddess, but, in fact, you're just a

Crazy girl you're just a crazy girl
I don't know why I even try
To understand you (can't stand you)
Your ass is crazy girl yeah
You are so crazy girl
And I don't know why I even try
To relate to you
(Can't wait for you, it's too late for you)

My god I should have realized
On our second date
When you dragged me into the
Bathroom at Tanika's house
And screamed at me for like twenty minutes
Cause, I had contradicted you in
Front of your friends i was like "oh"
And then later that night at my apartment
As punishment you killed my beta fish
Just threw it out the window
I did everything I could to make you happy
I participated in all your protests
Supported your stupid little blog
Got a Bowflex
Wore colored contacts to match your dresses
Whatever your eyes caught I bought
Still we fought
Like Ike and Tina but in reverse

Cause you're so crazy girl
You're just too crazy girl
And I don't know why I
Even try to understand you well
I think you're crazy girl
You are so crazy girl
And I don't know why I even
Try to make sense of you oh tell me why
Someone tell me why my heart's
Real weird for you still

I was like crazy fan over you
Like I'm all star struck over you
Like I'm getting handcuffed over you
Now it's only fucked up

My frame works in constant confusion
I can't peel away the flowers
Of this psychic disturbance
And our riotous defects
Snowflakes, snow, snowflakes