It used to be just me inside my head   Then she moved in me and slept in my bed   I'm old enough to understand it now   The virus in her blood is the same as mine      With her hand in mine I'll find I'm kind of airsick still   With her hand in mine I'll find I'm a little happier      Of all her drivel I make perfect sense   Her fits and lies without no consequence   You see I'm not with her to pass some kind of judgement   No, I'm with her to pass my time      Cause with her hand in mine I'll find I'm kind of airsick still   With her hand in mine I'll find I'm just a little happier   Yeah with her hand in mine I'll find I'm kind of airsick still   Yeah with her hand in mine I'll find I'm happier   Just a little happier