Doesn’t seem to matter where i am On my bike or in a traffic jam A fit of rage couldn’t stop the flow My obsession just grows and grows and grows
A narrow mind could be my down fall Couldn’t care less I hate being careful My private life is in an awful mess My heart is sending out signals of distress I saw your picture in a local paper Cut it out i’m gonna keep it forever I’ll pay you homage girl It’s long over due I’d build a shrine with my bare hands for you