I hold something in my hand
Feeling sick but better
We belong together
Should it mean that much to me? Oh, no
I'm so lost without you
I'm so certain I don't know
Just what I'm unsure about, ah-ah-ah

Take me with you to meet your friends
I should really leave you
God, I really need to
I hold nothing in my hand
Better sick than feeling
What's the sense in feelings?
I could just drown them out, ah-ah-ah

Now I can't be caught without
So Jase, can you sort me out?
Jase, can you sort me out?
I can't be caught without
Jase, can you sort me out?
Jase, can you sort me out?
Jase, can you sort me out?
I can't be found without
Jase, can you sort this out?
'Cause my love is real for it
My love for you, that is
You can be sure of it
You can be sure of this
You can be sure of that