Spinning records I get dizzy Thinking about you touching my thin lizzy Drinking myself silly so I can just walk to where you're at These portland streets are filled with ghosts They're calling my name I hear your voice the most I close my eyes and let you guide my way my way I'm step step steppin' it one two three It's a gamble but I love to see your blue eyes telling me 'You wish' but I can't resist you You shouldn't exist I might have to kill you I keep it distant but I wouldn't be resistant to Waking up tomorrow in a prison lying nexto to you You can hit me with abuse it's not a crush I like to call it an addiction it's a sickness and the reason Is the same as my excuse - apparently I'm crazy but it's simple... It's simple sweet baby it's one two three You really got that something that I want in me Now that I know what you got just gotta know how you give it I wanna know how you give it I wanna know There'e a solution a solution I just want your intrusion