shame i can't show it i see it  i can see
 it now but i'm so far below it

 don't wanna talk about it i say why
 not don't wanna think about it i say
 there's got to be some good reason
 for your little black backpack up
 smack  turnaround he's on his back

 don't want to tango with you i'd rather
 tangle with him i think i'm gonna bash
 his head in and this shouldn't concern
 you except just don't expect to get
 your bloody black backpack back

 i feel you, yes i can what about that
 don't you understand and i sense you,
 its something sensual but its less than i
 planned

 (CHORUS)

 you're trying to find a reason for the way you feel
 tonight you're mind is lined with layers of lead have
 you heard one thing that i've said