who let the bat in?
who let the bat in?
who let the bat in?
who let the bat in?
who let the bat in?

darling nicotine, you want me back, back, back.
and everything i want to end, you lack, lack, lacked.
the feelings that i've felt when i said i needed you,
but i don't recall that you would ever say it back.

instead of suffering, all of the kids just kept shaking,
but not for me, because their hearts are bigger than they used to be.
and all you see is [bad word] out, but none of us are free.