Something in you caused me to
Take a new tact with you
You were going through something
I had just about scraped through
Why do you think I let you get away
With the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
No one I ever knew or have spoken to
Resembles you
This is good and bad, all depending on
My general mood
Why do you think I let you get away
With all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
Magistrates who spend their lives
Hiding their mistakes
They look at you and I
And envy makes them cry, envy makes them cry
Forces of containment
They shove their fat faces into mine
You and I just smile
Because we're thinking the same lines
Why do you think I let you get away
With all the things you say to me?
Could it be I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
Because you're not right in the head
And nor am I and this why
You're not right in the head
And nor am I and this why
This is why I like you
I like you, I like you
This is why I like you
I like you, I like you
Because you're not right in the head
And nor am I and this is why
You're not right in the head
And nor am I and this is why
This is why I like you, I like you
This is why I like you, I like you