at one time I thought I had you all to myselfso I put all 
the other possibilities up on the shelf
and you laughed at me when I stared at you I just wanted 
to see
what it was you had that hurt so bad, you're killing me
and what is this thing we have?
I know that it isn't love
and what is this shit that I have on my mind?
why do I think of you all of the time?
is it possible that your just blind?
maybe I should give in when you give your signs
it seems time has taken its toll on us
feel free to give me a call if you must
I know you can't be swayed and your mind is made up
maybe one day you'll care, yay-e-yeah.
and what is this shit that I have on my mind?
why do I think of you all the fucking time?
you're impossible, you must be blind
and I'm not giving in when you give your signs