I apologize for playing with your eyes
But I'm obsessed with you
Rolling out of bed is
'Cause I'm obsessed with you
Rose mirages
Into vases
I don't stand a chance
Quiet girls with
Wrist corsages
Cordial silence, I can't dance
Holding breath by graveyards
Salt over my shoulder
I'm obsessed with you
Rainbow-walking cave-heart
Never will be bolder
I'm obsessed with you
Chickenscratch Rembrandts
Of your likeness
All this nonsense makes me think
My insides cry
"Try thy finest"
Why, then, am I at my brink?
I told Doctor Tillis
To prescribe an illness
But he said his schedule's filled with
Children who need Prozac
Prilosec and Lo-jack
Triple-sec and Lexapro
For second-guesses. Drugs that heal
So we can touch instead of feel
Oh
I apologize for playing with your eyes
But I'm obsessed with you
Bite your tongue and smile
I'm obsessed with you
Neurotic erotic
Neurotic erotic
Neurotic erotic
Neurotic erotic
I'm obsessed with you. OooooOooooh