Aftertaste - Ghoti

she was nothing when she was laid back
but she was something when she was on the attack
she was underneath
she was up above
she was the enemy
she was my love
she comes crawling down
she floats above the ground
she was awesome
she was awful
she was out of her mind
she was out of line
she came on to me
she ran out on me
this is not my idea of a good time
we don`t fit the mold, we don`t play the part
this is not my idea of a good time
we don`t fit into your thoughts