I got you

But it's the craving for the good life

That sees me through trouble times

When my mind begins to wander to the spoon



And I got you

Because you're there to bend and nurture me through these

Troubled times

'Cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind



And I got you to paint the sorry on my day

And I got you to paint the roses on my grave

And I got you



I got you

But it's the feeling that I get when you're away

Twist my mind 'cause when I'm alone and cold, I fell like dyin'

And I got you to fill the craving that I get inside my mind

When you're there to fill the space I have inside, I feel like cryin'



And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day

And I got you to paint the roses on my grave

And I got you



All the slippin' that I slap me

I got you, I got you

All the slippin' that I slap me