Forces of containment
No one I ever knew or have spoken to
Magistrates who spend their lives
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you
With all the things you say to me?
Envy makes them cry, envy makes them cry
Hiding their mistakes
Because we're thinking the same lines
Why do you think I let you get away
And this is why
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you
It's so shameful of me, I like you
You're not right in the head and nor am I
Could it be, I like you
I had just about scraped through
With the things you say to me?
And this is why
They look at you and I, and
Could it be, I like you
Resembles you
Could it be, I like you
Because you're not right in the head, and nor am I
It's so shameful of me, I like you
Why do you think I let you get away
And this is why, you're not right in the head, and nor am I
You were going through something
My general mood
It's so shameful of me, I like you
You and I just smile
Why do you think I let you get away
And this is why, this is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you
You're not right in the head and nor am I
This is good or bad, all depending on
This is why I like you, I like you, I like you
They shove their fat faces into mine
With all the things you say to me?
