I Got You

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