Your picture's on my walls
Your face's my four poster bed
And your voice's my playlist
I just can't, just can't stop
Thinking bout you

Once more you say there things
Without an ounce of honesty
This journey is pretty damn long
Well, I know that you're a pessimist too

I'm confused
Sick and sloppy
I'm sorry
I just can't help myself
I'm in love with MJ

I hate all you hypocrites
I hate all you pessimists
Cos I guess I'm one of you too
Goddammit, don't you ever say
That I don't care, cos I do

This house is shrouded in white
The thick fog blocks it from sight
The path is choked and it's a long way up
We're nearly there but I'm giving up