I don't know if living makes me happy I don't think that anything's exactly What it needs to be, when it comes to me She is a god to me, I waited for so long I don't know if living makes much sense now I can't say a thing in its defense now 'Cause it gets to me that I used to be so extra-sensory I knew it all along, nothing could go wrong When I look into those eyes, nothing seems like a surprise When I look into those eyes, nothing seems like a surprise I don't think that living's too attractive I don't think that God is interactive And it gets to me that I used to be so extra-sensory I knew it all along, nothing could go wrong Nothing could go wrong, nothing could go wrong