This Side Of Hell

(album: Don't Tread - 1992)

I don't want to talk
That much about anything
And I don't want to know
About who you been seeing
My will is on
And I can't say no
The feeling's strong
But I can't let go
Baby
You got me living this side of hell
Living this side oh well
You got me salivating
Was it Pavlov's intention
Living this side of hell
I don't know much
About wide-eyed innocence
Or hanging around
Without your cheap intelligence
My brain went south
As I hit the floor
And all I want is more and more
Honey
You got me living this side of hell
Living this side oh well
While I was going to school
You bent me over the rules
Living this side of hell
I come around
And start to knock at your door
I hear a voice say
"She don't live here no more"
That's it for me
I guess I don't get to score
And then you woo me, you do me, you chew me up and spit me out
You keeping it up
'Til a quarter to three
That little bitty thang
Got a hold on me
Honey
What you doing to me
What yo trying to do
What you trying to do to me
Got me living this side of hell
Living this side oh well
I'm in way over my head
Why can't I be like Ted
Living this side of hell
Got me living this side of hell
You got me living this side oh well
Is it your good intention
Or a crisis intervention
Got me living this side of hell
Living this side
Living this side
Living this side
Living this side of hell