The psychic you saw gave you what you needed
Said the boy you slept with wasn't really cheating
The woman that I saw could barely find a life-line
She said,"I don't really give a shit for your kind"
So,shake the dust off of your deepest inner demons
The ones you picked up when your baby heart was beatin'
And fix them all into the weapon of your choosin'
'Cause love's the game that kills the winners and the losers
Get what you need from it
Get what you need
Take want you want from it
Believe what you got to,baby
Get what you need from it
Get what you need
Believe what you got to,baby
Maybe I'm the one that didn't understand you
And maybe this is just my heartbreak memorandum
And we all stumble when we finally find a mirror
And here's to hopin' that I one day see you clearer
Get what you need from it
Get what you need
Take want you want from it
Believe what you got to,baby
Get what you need from it
Get what you need
Believe what you got to,baby
Get What You Need