Lyrics:

I got you but it's the craving for the good life that sees me through
Troubled times, when my mind begins to wander to the spoon
And I got you 'cause you're there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times, 'cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind

And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day, and I got you
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave

I got you, but it's the feeling that I get when you're away
Twist my mind, 'cause when I'm alone and cold, I feel like dyin'
And I got you to fill the craving that I get inside my mind
When you're there to fill the space I have inside, I feel like cryin'

And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day, and I got you
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave, and I got you

All the slipping that I slap me
I got you, I got you
All the slipping that I slap me

I got you but it's the craving for the good life that sees me through
Troubled times, when my mind begins to wander to the spoon

And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day, and I got you
And I got you to paint the roses on my grave, and I got you

All the slipping that I slap me
I got you, I got you
All the slipping that I slap me

I got you, I got you, I got you
I got you, I got you, I got you
I got you, I got you, I got you
I got you, I got you, I got you
I got you, I got you