khru

I spent the morning getting stuck on you
like elementary gum on your shoes
I spent the morning getting stuck on you
boy.. I'm lucky on you
I sat in the corner for a night at least
closing my eyes to Thoughtpolice
I sat in the corner for a night at least
boy.. I'm lucky on you
I'm creeping round the way looking for you
the way I always always used to
I'm creeping up the block looking for you
you lost me but never you

Always the same answer:
'maybe later, maybe later'
always the same answer:
'i'm not keen on you'

I spent all month writing a song for you:
'you don't know me but I love you,
I know your favourite pop and thing to do,
i'm stuck i'm stuck i'm stuck on you
i know where you live and what you always read
when you're sitting on the bus across from me
I wish that you would notice me
you don't even look at me
I spent all day thinking on you
you don't know me but I'm sick on you
I will never touch myself nor you
I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick on you'