can't stop, can't sleep...: s0me pe0pLe

Some people like afternoons, or the way the moon shines

Some people love sleeping, as I do too.

That's why I ask myself, "What is it with you?"

Is there something wrong with the way I speak?

You don't even see me when I pass you on the street.

Just poke my eyes until I can't see

Because I just can't get why you love to hate me...

Love to hate me yeah...

And when I wake up, your the first thing on my mind

Come to think of it everytime, I'm dreaming of you

It takes a cold shower, or maybe two

So I can clear my head of it's thoughts of you

Is there something wrong with the way I speak?

You don't even see me when I pass you on the street.

I'll close my eyes and just go to sleep

Even though in my dreams, you'll still love to hate me

Love to hate me yeah yeah....

Call me crazy I just don't care

I'll never quit it, so you better beware

I'm stuck to you like glue until you tell me it's alright

To want you right until I die...

can't stop, can't sleep...