Fly Paper

(álbum: Therapy - 1989)

It's fly paper, our love is the glue
I'd be better of if I weren't stuck on you
You're the last thing I need, but you're what I want first
I say you're the best when in fact you're the worst
I try to leave you I always return
I still believe in you when will I learn that
You seem so good it makes me feel so bad
I have to have you, yet you won't be had

It's fly paper and I am a fly
You might be Miss Right if so I'm the wrong guy
The others all wonder what's wrong with me
I'm infected with you even though they can't see
This circle, this wrinkle, this blotch is a sign
You're under my skin, you're inside my spine
On my mind, in my brain, in the parts I don't use
And it's a mystery to me there aren't any clues

Why you won't leave me alone, why I can't stay away
We won't lay off each other what else is there to say
But it's fly paper