I got you
But it’s the craving for the good life
That sees me through trouble times
When my mind begins to wander to the spoon
And I got you
Because you’re there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times
'Cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
Refrão
And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And I got you and I got you to paint the roses on my grave
And I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
I got you, I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me
I got you