Hey, She's wicked, delightful, bright and spiteful, Not to be trifled with mid-cycle (?) She may be slight but she can be frightful Known to fire lovers in a quiet disciple Side of her full thighs eyes makes my blood pound around (?) And I can't hear nothing but the rushing sound Face down, [...] on the crown of my head Bound tight to an idea that drags me down And I'ma never be found inside of sense again The phone ring and I have no defense again Intense to end all intensity My propensity may be the death of me You see Propensity may be the death of me You see... Hey, I'm in love with another man's woman Cancerous what I'm doing Didn't plan for this Never before felt so amorous Or frightened of people with cameras Anybody who stands with us Will be damned with us Head stuck in the sand with us Others abandon us Even friends telling me I will never be believed again And what's scandalous Not a trace of remorse, even then, Even when all my floors are exposed Still showed (?) the shed clothes on the floor again And again, and again... And again, and again... Hey, My world has contracted end to end My friends are subtracted The only feeling is a numbness Waiting for the phone to ring Start my heart to beating (?) The blood in my veins seen (?) If it's not you I just resume my pacing (?) Up and down, frustrated [...] I can't [...] the way I'm aching Till I get my fix my body won't quit shaking Check the telephone connection, make sure it's working [...] tear my skin (?) People keep knocking but they can't come in It's like the walls of my mind are falling in And all I can think about is more linen On my bed all day I ignore women offering a path way from affliction But I'm in love with my addiction You see... People keep knocking but they can't come in...
Hey, She's wicked, delightful, bright and spiteful, Not to be trifled with mid-cycle (?) She may be slight but she can be frightful Known to fire lovers in a quiet disciple Side of her full thighs eyes makes my blood pound around (?) And I can't hear nothing but the rushing sound Face down, [...] on the crown of my head Bound tight to an idea that drags me down And I'ma never be found inside of sense again The phone ring and I have no defense again Intense to end all intensity My propensity may be the death of me You see Propensity may be the death of me You see... Hey, I'm in love with another man's woman Cancerous what I'm doing Didn't plan for this Never before felt so amorous Or frightened of people with cameras Anybody who stands with us Will be damned with us Head stuck in the sand with us Others abandon us Even friends telling me I will never be believed again And what's scandalous Not a trace of remorse, even then, Even when all my floors are exposed Still showed (?) the shed clothes on the floor again And again, and again... And again, and again... Hey, My world has contracted end to end My friends are subtracted The only feeling is a numbness Waiting for the phone to ring Start my heart to beating (?) The blood in my veins seen (?) If it's not you I just resume my pacing (?) Up and down, frustrated [...] I can't [...] the way I'm aching Till I get my fix my body won't quit shaking Check the telephone connection, make sure it's working [...] tear my skin (?) People keep knocking but they can't come in It's like the walls of my mind are falling in And all I can think about is more linen On my bed all day I ignore women offering a path way from affliction But I'm in love with my addiction You see... People keep knocking but they can't come in...
