i thought of the blob today
i thought of you
i thought of the mess i made again
how do i do it

now when it leaves your hand
just understand
i'm the one it missed
right through a piece
i've been keepin' away
you really can't resist

i thought of the blob today
i thought of you
i thought of the mess i made again
how do i do it

i got no advice about anything
just fuck it up yourself
is she the kind of girl
that's worth getting
in such a sticky mess

if i say a word just stop me
cause i relly should shut up
guess i'll split now
just forget you met me
forget i brought it up

i thought of the blob today
i thought of you
i thought of the mess i made again
how do i do it

hey girl, now walk me home
just, drive me home
pick me up again
waiting for things to change
i'll rearrange stuff
no, not you again
if i say a word just stop me
cause i really should shut up
guess i'll split now
just forget you met me
sorry i fucked it all up again