Suburban Dammit

The PreOccupation (Louise)

I have got you in my mind alot
And whenever I see you walk so close to me
I pine at you subconsciously

Oh my God
You occupy my thoughts alot
And I can hear you say I am not
The kind you want to see

If you plan on standing there
You can't blame me
If I can't help but stare

Your petite figure, hanging to the cubicle
Would you care if I stare?
Until I bleed from my left teat
Stare until I get the chill

I cannot ever say that I forgot
How I tied myself into a knot in misery
Whenever you don't look at me

Oh my God
I'll be thinking of you till' I rot
There will be forever this little slot
Where you occupy my thoughts

If you plan on standing there
You can't blame me
If I can't help but stare

Your petite figure, hanging to the cubicle
Would you care if I stare?
Until I bleed from my left teat
Stare until I get the chill
Look as if I am a crook
Gaze agape to contemplate

Oh my God
How can I ever say I forgot
That you're stuck inside my deepest thoughts
Much like an aneurystic blood clot
Tying my brain cells into a knot
And now I realize that I cannot
Forget how easily you got me caught
When you occupy my mind
Alot, alot, alot, alot.