Like poison ivy, how you get under my skin it feels like ninety. I thought you were my next of kin, what you been hiding? No you got some on the side, it's perfect timing, it's perfect timing. And I don't need proof, when you're crying on me in the dead of night. Go ahead and grow on somebody else, cause it won't be me, it won't be me. If you expect to see me the same way twice, that's insanity. You learn from mistakes as the earthquakes, that's who you are. Yes I'm turning honest, if I was there in spirit like a rosary, then you had blind faith in me. And up to five presences of mine, till it's broken in pieces. And I don't need proof, to know the waves of quicksand. So you might as well go on somebody else, cause it won't be me. No it won't, no it won't be, it won't be me. Like poison ivy, how you get under my skin it feels like ninety. I thought you were my next of kin, what you been hiding? I know you got some on the side, it's perfect timing, it's perfect timing. You would've thought I had a second wind, yeah. Even if it were once or twice my friend, yeah. Even if it were once or twice my friend.
