It's Sweet - Liz Phair

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