Obsessions
Sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette.Last night's love affair is looking vulnerable in my bedSilk sheet, blue dawn, Colgate, tongue warmWon't you quit your crying? I can't sleepOne minute I'm a little sweetheartAnd next minute you are an absolute creep
We've got obsessionsI want to wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me when I am holding youWe've got obsessionsAll you ever think about are sick ideas involving me, involving you
Supermarket, oh what packet of crackers to pick?They're all the same, one brand, one name, but really they're notLook, look, just choose something quickPeople are staring, time to go quick inSkin is on fire [original line: "Cheeks are on fire"]Just choose something, something, somethingPressure overwhelmingNext minute I am turning out of the door, facing one week without foodA day, a day when things, things are pretty badDon't let it make you feel sad, the crackers were probably bad luck anywayCan't let your cold heart be freeWhen you act like you've got an OCD
We've got obsessionsI wanna erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every weekWe've got obsessionsYou never told me what it was that made you strong and what it was that made you weak
We've got obsessionsI wanna erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week.We've got obsessionsYou never told me what it was that made you strong and what it was that made you weak
We've got obsessions (Made you weak)
Sunday, wake up, give me a cigaretteLast night's love affair is looking vulnerable again