Growing on Me (Live at Wembley, 2004)

It's called "Growing on Me"

I can't get rid of you
I don't know what to do
I don't even know who is growing on who
Yeah-yeah

'Cause everywhere I go you're there
You can't get you out of my hair
You can't pretend that I don't care
It's not fair

I'm being punished for all my offences
I want to touch you, but I'm afraid of the consequences
I want to banish you from whence you came
But you're part of me now, and I've only got myself to blame

You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
Any fool can see

Sleeping in an empty bed (empty bed)
I can't get you off my head
And I won't have a life until you're dead
Yeah, you heard what I said
I want to shake you off, but you just won't go
And you're all over me, but I don't want anyone to know
That you're attached to me, that's how you've grown
Won't you leave me, leave me, leave me alone?

You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
Any fool can see

You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you?)
Wo-oh-oh, yeah