i know your whereabouts, unhappily you know my weakness is my sympathy the crust in your temperament don't wash with me i scrub at the base of it with vaseline what's come over me what's come over me what's come over me what's come over me coming down on myself too easily packing those stairs away could visibly be the most hurtful thing you did to me how can you sleep with me so silently what's come over me? what's come over me what's come over me what's come over me licking up like a cat on your filthy mat i like to live with my head in your lap i don't like to need that i don't like to need that i don't like to need that i don't like to need that walking your muddy feet on my carpet what's come over me? there's no charge, hurry up and find out who you are