I'm just a crazy tired shape from your past...
You say it's love that you need,
But it's war that you've got...
That you want to live your life and "to have"
Not "to have not,"
Better wise up and face my lot;
She loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up sucker to what you've got
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up sucker to what you've got
I'm freakin' and you couldn't care less,
I got the deep down crazies;
Trying to get my head round this mess.
At the sound of the bell
An act you know so well,
You give me sixteen different flavours of hell
You say it's love that you need,
But it's war that you've got...
That you want to live your life and "to have"
Not "to have not,"
Better wise up and face my lot;
She loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up sucker to what you've got
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up sucker to what you've got
[She loves me, she loves me, she loves me, she...]