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Sometimes I wish something bad would happen to you
If you were bedridden I'd know your need is true
I would take very good care of you
Never leaving you out my sight

I was foolish enough to think that if we shared
The same venereal disease you might stay
It would take an ugly accident that would leave you
In a wheelchair
For you to finally make up your mind

I want you not to be able to live without me
Am I asking for to much?
Too much? You're too much

Sometimes I wish something good would be bestowed upon me
Before I get addicted to staying unhappy
I used to help people who lived n wheelchairs
To punish myself for wanting the one I can't have

For wanting the one I can't have
For aiming way outside of my league
For wanting the one I can't have
For aiming just outside of my league

I want you to feel the same sickness that I'm feeling
And to question whether this is love
Is this love or a disease?