Testo Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

I saw that look in your eye, the one that you save, just for me, drawing me in.
You just sat and talked to your friends, fully of joy, beautiful, had to be mine.
It's just such a shame that you cried, your choice was wrong.
Now no-one says your name and the laughing stopped, now I laugh, alone.

Cos I'm looking for my own, sweet salvation.
And she gave this dog a bone, for salivation.
There's no need for me to feel shame, it's not my fault.
It's just a case of OCD, I know I'm right, regardless of, what they say.

Cos I'm looking for my own, sweet salvation.
And she gave this dog a bone, for salivation.
It's just the little things, that she did, made me warm, drove me wild.
Now I sit alone at home drugged up and mild.