I can't help myself
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I can't help it
Now the lights are always on
Working those fingers to the bone
And those thoughts go round and round
And I know that something's wrong
I can't help myself
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I can't help it
Now the lights are always on
Working those fingers to the bone
And those thoughts go round and round
And I know that something's wrong