i know your whereabouts, unhappily

you know my weakness is my sympathy

the crust in your temperament

don't wash with me

i scrub at the base of it with vaseline

what's come over me

what's come over me

what's come over me

what's come over me



coming down on myself too easily

packing those stairs away could visibly

be the most hurtful thing you did to me

how can you sleep with me so silently

what's come over me?

what's come over me

what's come over me

what's come over me



licking up like a cat on your filthy mat

i like to live with my head in your lap

i don't like to need that i don't like to need that i don't like to need that i don't like to need that



walking your muddy feet on my carpet



what's come over me?



there's no charge, hurry up and find out who you are