If my life was shown as a room
Well, you'd be the mess on the floor
The magazines marked up by ink pens
I'm moving to make room for more
If I found your love in Damascus
You'd be the turn of my cheek
That thunderslap sting of your soft touch
Is the only one I'll ever need
Sooner or later it all comes out
I'm realising now that I don't know, I don't know
But baby you got it
Everything, everything's wrong
I can't help but want it
'Cos baby you got it
If our love was simple and plain
Like a puzzle with only two parts
I'd spend my time rearranging
Finding the shape of your heart
Sooner or later it all comes out
I'm realising now that I don't know, I don't know
But baby you got it
Everything, everything's wrong
I can't help but want it
I don't know, I don't know
But baby you got it
Everything, everything's wrong
I can't help but want it
'Cos baby you got it
Sooner or later it all comes out
I don't know, I don't know
But baby you got it
Everything, everything's wrong
I can't help but want it
I don't know, I don't know
But baby you got it
Oh, everything, everything's wrong
I can't help but want it
'Cos baby you got it
Baby, you got it
Oh, baby you got it