Icky Business

I found a dollar, adjust my collar, I walk on by like my name was never called out Don't want to see you, got nothing for you Nothing's gonna change no matter how much you shout The notion of her icy cold glare, it chills me right down to my bones Mystery girl, you wreck my whole world, but what is ripped can be re-sewn Don't believe the hype, we're not struggling anymore Now that things are good, life's becoming such a bore No one needs to know just what happens behind closed doors I saved your life, but you still want more You tighten your grip, I'm letting it slip, this twisted dance is coming to an end You take two bodies, combine their spirit, physically close, yet still so alone Focus on the destination, or else the trip will leave you stoned Focus on the destination, or else the trip will leave you stoned I am infected by the sickness of this Icky Business