Husker Du - Terms of Psychic Warfare Lyrics
Well, I see you walking down the roadAnd the thoughts within my mind explodeBut having to hold back taught me a lot about controlAnd letting all loose at onceWhen it was time to let you knowYou occupied my spaceAnd you occupied your mindBy jumping off the roofTo the first conclusion you can findNow all the silver you can stealCan't buy a piece of what I feelIt's sad but the meansThey just don't justify the endsTo be forever hauntedBy the ghosts of all your friendsPainful, yeah, that's the wayYou've chosen it to beC'mon, babe, can't you thinkOf anyone besides me?These are the termsNow don't think you're the only oneWho has harbored a self-hateI'm just as guilty of sellingWhat my own sweet soul createsNow don't feel bad the next timeMy memory comes creepin'You've got your own bed nowI suggest that's the one you sleep inGoodnight baby