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 or 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
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...
