Texty: Jesus And Mary Chain. Something I Can't Have.

You're in my house, you're in my face
You made me hate the human race
I got it good, I got it strong
I got it down where it belongs

Aw, it's sick and, oh, it's sad
I think you're something I can't have

Penetrate the happy place, you got me crawling on my face
Come fly with me, come lie with me, come die with me
And we could kiss with tongues
I've got no place to go, you've got no place to go

Aw, it's sick and, oh, it's sad
I think you're something I can't have

To my head, you're going to my head
All the things you said are going to my head
All the things you wore goes to my head
All the things you swore are going to my head, to my head

Aw, it's sick and, oh, it's sad
I think you're something I can't have