at one time I thought I had you all to myself   so I put all the other possibilities up on the shelf   and you laughed at me when I stared at you I just wanted to see   what it was you had that hurt so bad, you’re killing me      and what is this thing we have?   I know that it isn’t love      and what is this shit that I have on my mind?   why do I think of you all of the time?   is it possible that your just blind?   maybe I should give in when you give your signs      it seems time has taken its toll on us   feel free to give me a call if you must   I know you can’t be swayed and your mind is made up   maybe one day you’ll care, yay-e-yeah.      and what is this shit that I have on my mind?   why do I think of you all the fucking time?   you’re impossible, you must be blind   and I'm not giving in when you give your signs