I Got You

I got you But it's the craving for the good life that sees me through Troubled times When my mind begins to wander to the spoon And I got you 'Cause 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 sorrow on my day And I got you And I got you to paint the roses on my grave 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 feel 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 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 I got you But it's the craving for the good life that sees me through Troubled times When my mind begins to wander to the spoon And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day And I got you 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 I got you I got you I got you ...