Why does my world Seem to crumble and curl Every time I start Picturing your face And why does a stain Seem to cloud any gain I'm intending When I'm sending of your name (?) And you won't want to hear this Because it's a shame I know it's a shame The keepsake ring you gave me Is now sitting at the thrift shop waiting to be born again Why does my wrist Seem to point to a fist Every time I start Picturing your face And why do I burn Still to have the final word It's so stupid And I know it sounds absurd But you won't want to hear this Because it's a shame I know it's a shame That all those fond reflections Are now sitting in a fox lair (?) Buried under mud and rain Doo doo doo doodoodoo Doo doo doo doodoo Doo doo doo doodoodoo Why does my tongue Long to fire like a gun At just the slightest mention of your name And why must it be That I feel so mch hate inside of me When I start thinking of you When I start thinking of you I keep thinking of you just the same Doo doo doo doodoodoo Doo doo doo doodoo Doo doo doo doodoodoo Doo doo doo doodoodoo Doo doo doo doodoo Doo doo doo doodoodoo (C) EMI Music / Copyright Control / Polydor Ltd. 1996Reproduced without permission