I don't know if living makes me happy
I don't think that anything's exactly
What it needs to be, when it comes to me

She is a god to me, I waited for so long

I don't know if living makes much sense now

I can't say a thing in its defense now
'Cause it gets to me that I used to be so extra-sensory
I knew it all along, nothing could go wrong


When I look into those eyes, nothing seems like a surprise
When I look into those eyes, nothing seems like a surprise


I don't think that living's too attractive
I don't think that God is interactive

And it gets to me that I used to be so extra-sensory
I knew it all along, nothing could go wrong
Nothing could go wrong, nothing could go wrong