It's fly paper, our love is the glue
I'd be better of if I weren't stuck on you
You're the last thing I need, but you're what I want first
I say you're the best when in fact you're the worst
I try to leave you - I alway return
I still believe in you - when will I learn that
You seem so good - it makes me feel so bad
I have to have you, yet you won't be had

It's fly paper and I am a fly
You might be Miss Right - if so I'm the wrong guy
The others all wonder what's wrong with me
I'm infected with you even though they can't see
This circle, this wrinkle, this blotch is a sign
You're under my skin, you're inside my spine
On my mind, in my brain, in the parts I don't use
And it's a mystery to me there aren't any clues

Why you won't leave me alone, why I can't stay away
We won't lay off each other - what else is there to say
But it's fly paper