Verse 1 I feel nasty, Now that I'm done, You don't know it, But you're the one. I am with him, But you are near. Tickling my thoughts And teasing my fears. Chorus I don't know why I feel this way, But I like it. What can I say? Verse 2 I leave the room, Before I come. Slinking I whisper— Do come and get some. I'm playing with fire And feeding the flame. And when it's over, tell me, Who'll be to blame? Instrumental Interlude Chorus I don't know why I feel this way, But I can tell you I'm glad I came.