Sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette Last night's love affair is looking vulnerable in my bed Silk sheet, glued on, call game, tongue wire Won't you quit your crying, I can't sleep One minute I'm a little sweetheart And next minute you are an absolute creep We've got obsessions, I wanna wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me when I am holding you We've got obsessions, all you ever think about are sick ideas involving me, involving you Supermarket, oh what packet of crackers to pick They're all the same, one brand, one name But really they're not, look, look, just choose something quick People are staring, time to go quick And Skinner's on fire, just choose something, something, something Pressure overwhelming, next minute I am turning out of the door Facing one week without food A day, a day when things, things are pretty bad But don't let it make you feel sad The crackers were probably bad, look Anyway, can't let you go, don't be free When you act like you've got an OCD We've got obsessions, I wanna erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week We've got obsessions, you never told me what it was that made you strong or what it was that made you weak We've got obsessions, I wanna erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week We've got obsessions, you never told me what it was that made you strong or what it was that made you weak We've got obsessions, made you weak, made you weak We've got obsessions, made you weak, made you weak Someday wake up, give me a cigarette Last night's love affair is looking vulnerable again