Why does it need to be over and over
And without end or change
And repeating over and over?
You
You're the one that I need
You will make it all better

I need ya
The bit in The Apprentice
Where they're waiting for the phone call
In the waiting room outside
And the finger coming down
You
Just pains, a week and a day
I'm waiting inside a talcum powder box
For you to lift the lid and discover me
And lift me gently into your palm
(Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
I need ya (Da-da-da)

My dream house is negative space of rock
The undoing of the black mat
I was born from out the black mat
Jewellery for you, prices
These sisters waiting to wear their own clothes
Waiting, and me, pelican dreams

I need ya so honestly and uniquely
Getting straight to the listener's heart
Fuck the world, shadows (Ah)
Fuck the world (Da-da-dada)
(Da-da-da)