Slide right by, you won't try
Raise your hand to meet my eyes, you can't get by
Kill the high, it's very nice
Surging strife, your company is what kills me
Why don't you punch me in the face
Why don't you put me in my place
You want this sordid love of mine
When all I needed was more time
You want your song, well this is it
It doesn't get sweeter than this
It doesn't get sweeter than this
Oh no no no, oh no no
All right things aside, I'm coming out ahead
I'm gonna go bald like Billy Corgan
It's a sort of awful vomit night time kill
And maybe my voice is kinda shrill
But I'll play it cool, I'll play it cool
If you just wanna hear me sing it one more time than I guess I will
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy da da
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy la da da da
La diddy da, la diddy da da
Why don't you punch me in the face
Why don't you put me in my place
You want this sordid love of mine
When all I needed was more time
You want your song, well this is it
It doesn't get sweeter than this
It doesn't get sweeter than this
Oh no no no, oh no no