Well I've been going out of my head
Since I met you
But you drive me up the wall it seems
What more can I do

You're just no good for me
So lock me up and throw away the key
Cause I've just about had all
I can take from you

Well I've been going out of my head
Since I found you
But you turned out to be poison
Now I'm feeling blue

But everything will be alright
If I can keep you out of sight
Six feet under where no one will have a clue

So what, you never even gimme one shot
I don't want to rain on your parade
You're really somethin'
But I'm nearly jumpin'
Well I've been going out of my head
Since I met you

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Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER JOHN CHENEY