Insane - Unruly Child

I heard it said

That what you see is what you get

I must have had my eyes shut

'Cause I would never have let you in my head

Yeah, I know

There’s something wicked about you, babe

That I just had to have

Only now that I’ve got you

It feels like I’m going mad

Or just a little insane

A straitjacket fool again

Just a little insane

Wanting you, hating you, loving you

Loving this pain

Living in this obsession

Drives me closer to the edge

It’s the irresistible impulse

Of getting you in my bed

And I’m committed to this cuckoo’s nest

Of love without a prayer

Bellevue’s on the telephone

Am I mad enough to go there?

Or just a little insane

A straitjacket fool again

Just a little insane

A straitjacket fool in the rain

Just a little insane

Loving you, wanting you, needing you

Hating you, loving you, wanting you

Needing you, hating you

Loving this pain