Boyish reassurance is not reassuring when I need it And all of my devotion turns violent If you go to her don't expect to come home to me I can't get you off my mind, I can't get you off in general So here we're just two losers I want you and you want something more beautiful Lack of inhibition works wonders in revealing every demon And all this confrontation, this suffering What do you want from me? If you don't like how I look then leave I can't get you off my mind, you can't get yours off the hostess Watched her lips reserving tables As my ugly mouth kept running Oh if we keep putting our clothes back on before the deed is done... I know you like what I'm about — what's the point if it's just making out? And I can't get you off? And you can't keep this mouth from running I know she gets you off In a way I can't and I never will