Pulp
Frightened
When his 'n' hers has taken hold
And your sweatshirts match
Oh you'd better, oh you'd better buy Bold
You're two of a kind and your pets look the same
Yeah, you're parading the aisles on a Sunday
Baby, can you remember your name?

And the figurines have taken over the house
And it's a hell of a mess
And the pictures won't stand straight anymore
Don't they understand that you've given your best?

It looks like it's curtains for you
Just as long as they match with the chairs and the sofa
Color-coordinated for two, yeah

Ooh, ooh yeah, I'm frightened, yeah, yeah, yeah it frightens me
The way I feel about you, the way I feel when I'm without you
Ooh, ooh yeah, I'm frightened, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, it frightens me
The way I feel about you, the way I feel when I'm without you

I cut your head off 'cause I've always loved your mind
I took your clothes off just to see what I could find
You never told me when to stop now I can't control myself
Christ, to think I gave you all my heart and you put it on the shelf
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened, yeah, yeah, yeah, you frighten me
The way I feel about you, the way I feel when I'm without you
Ooh, ooh, yeah, I'm frightened, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, you frighten me
The way I feel about you, the way I feel when I'm without you

Frightened, frightened of wall coverings
Frightened of [unverified] frightened of endowment plans
Frightened of valances, frightened of fitted sheets
Frightened of James Dean posters, frightened of storage jars

Frightened, frightened of clip-frames
Frightened of 26-inch screens
Frightened of, frightened, frightened of video search mode
Microwave dralon-upholstered