[Verse 1: Junatime]
What is it like to be hung?
Or to be given to someone?
How does it feel to be bound
By the taste of an artist only recently found?

[Chorus: GUMA]
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well

[Verse 2: Junatime]
When it was wet, I could see
It was too bright and you would agree
The thing about watching paint dry is
The face doesn't change, just the look to the eye

[Chorus: GUMA, GUMA & Junatime]
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3: Junatime]
Getting you home was no joke
All through the ride and we never even spoke
But now that you're here, I should say
That I like how you look and I can't look away
[Chorus: GUMA & Junatime]
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well