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