Little Bug Lyrics

I think that I've fallen in love

What a curious, unsuspecting little bug I've caught

You know

You'd think I'd be more cautious with age

Of the furious catastrophic little mess it tends to make

I buy it bottled and powdered and pressed in a pill

Doctor I'm lovesick you're making me ill

Sprawled on the floor, think my heart's fallen still

I had my head on your shoulder

Alone and exposed

You lied by omission, then left me a note, said

It pains you to do this but you gotta go

So

I think I'll be dying alone

How hilarious, my friends all laugh but

I'm afraid it's not a joke

How could I find it in me to care

'Bout the way I move or the clothes I wear

When I scan the room for you and you're not there

I want you bottled and powdered and pressed in a pill

I think I'm addicted, you're making me ill

Cards on the table, a battle of wills

I had my head on your shoulder

That lump in my throat

Skipped that incessant talk 'bout who loves who the most

Cuz it pains you to do it

And you gotta go

Oh you gotta go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go

No you gotta go

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

No you gotta go

You gotta go

You gotta go

So

I think I'll be moving away

Catch a bus, a train

However long a little distance takes to make

You realize you're running from me

You realize you're running from me

You realize you're running from me

You realize you're running from me