Spinning records I get dizzy
Thinking about you touching my thin lizzy
Drinking myself silly so I can just walk to where you're at
These portland streets are filled with ghosts
They're calling my name I hear your voice the most
I close my eyes and let you guide my way my way
I'm step step steppin' it one two three
It's a gamble but I love to see your blue eyes telling me
'You wish' but I can't resist you
You shouldn't exist I might have to kill you
I keep it distant but I wouldn't be resistant to
Waking up tomorrow in a prison lying nexto to you
You can hit me with abuse it's not a crush
I like to call it an addiction it's a sickness and the reason
Is the same as my excuse - apparently I'm crazy but it's simple...
It's simple sweet baby it's one two three
You really got that something that I want in me
Now that I know what you got just gotta know how you give it
I wanna know how you give it I wanna know
There'e a solution a solution I just want your intrusion