liz phair
it's sweet
Down on the lower east side In the dirtiest apartment you could find You took me up to your place But the elevator threw me into space  And I really didn't even ask What time it was I could tell 'er we'd draw the curtain back  It's sweet How you believe You're in love with me You're in love with me  You come 'round, open the gate To a million empty bottles on the sink You can over think any thing you want But it really doesn't matter  'Cause it's sweet To believe You're in love with me You're in love with me  In the early night I catch you starin' And you make a joke about it  It's sweet How you believe You're in love with me You're in love with me  It's sweet How you believe You're in love with me You're in love with me