Texty: Anathema. A Natural Disaster. Electricity.

Seems like you never really knew me
Seems like you never understood me
Seems like you never really knew how to feel
But electricity, ooh it drew you near to me
What you needed, was to be rid of me

An' there were times you really made me smile
And there were times you really made me cry
And there were times I never really knew how to feel
But electricity, ooh it drew you near to me
What you needed, was to be rid of me
And the fear made you so unsure of me
What you needed, was to be rid of me

Electricity, ooh it drew you near to me
What you needed was to be rid of me
And the fear made you so unsure of me
What you needed, was to be rid of me