Something I Can't Have - Picnic

You’re in my house, you’re in my face

You made me hate the human race

I got it good, I got it strong

I got it down where it belongs

Aw, it’s sick and… oh, it’s sad

I think you’re something I can’t have

Penetrate the happy place you got me crawling on my face

Come fly with me

Come lie with me

Come die with me

And we could kiss with tongues

I’ve got no place to go

You’ve got no place to go

Aw, it’s sick and… oh, it’s sad

I think you’re something I can’t have

To my head — You’re going to my head

All the things you said — Are going to my head

All the things you swore — Are going to my head

Are going to my head