Oh well, you've got me under your spell,
And I don't think that I'm kidding around.
I don't think I can forget you now.
I once sat up on my roof and examined the planning of my town.
I saw the structured grid and pavement cutting through the grass,
And I remembered the cold of winter running up the legs of my pants.
I picked the nicest lawn and imagined the two of us,
Rolling around down along the ground.
I saw myself touch your face,
And I noticed jets begin to race above our heads.
But I pinched my arm and remembered how much you hate me.
I remembered the fact that I can't see what you need.
And I'm too stupid to be aware of the beauty that you give this place.
And how shitty this town would be without you in it.
When you aren't around I let the shades fall down to shut out,
All the sun's light and make myself feel alright.
What am I doing with my life?

Oh well, you've got me under your spell,
And I don't think that I'm kidding around.
I don't think I can forget you now.
Remember that the only things we need sometimes,
Are chilly nights and warmer thighs,
'Cause theres nothing like being held sometimes.