I know it, it's a shame

A shame I can't show it

I see it, I can see it now

But I'm so far below it

I believe you, yes I do

The things that you say are so true

And I trust you, thought I could trust you

Now in everything that you do

Don't wanna talk about it

I say why not

Don't wanna think about it

I say there's got to be some good reason

For your little black backpack

Up, smack, turnaround he's on his back

Don't want to tango with you

I'd rather tangle with him

I wanna smash his f***ing head in

And this shouldn't concern you

Except just don't expect to get your

Bloody black backpack back

I feel you, yes i can

What about that don't you understand

And I sense you, its something sensual

But its less than I planned