| I’m sorry for freaking out on the phone last night
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| I don’t know how it happened but I’m basically all right
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| Even though you never really know
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| Before you start to wonder like I’m pretty sure you do
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| How a man can be so fragile and so easy to see through
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| While remaining so inflexible
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| I’ve noticed that one, too
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| But let’s keep the freaking out to a minimum
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| I’m sorry for freaking out when you freak out on me
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| Things don’t always come out how you wanted them to be anyhow
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| Including now
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| Are we just being normal?
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| It’s so difficult to tell
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| And love can be so simple and impossible as hell
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| I’ve devised a little system you can implement as well:
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| Let’s keep the freaking out to a minimum
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| I’m sorry now
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| I’m always sorry
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| You’re always sorry in return
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| And I’m with you
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| I always mean well, too
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| You can mean well and never learn
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| But I’m still sorry for freaking out in the car today
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| I can’t always see straight when I don’t know what to say
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| There’s still so many questions that the chances could be slim
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| That we’ll lay them all to rest before our lights begin to dim
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| When you let love move a mountain you endanger life and limb
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| But let’s keep the freaking out to a minimum
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| But let’s keep the freaking out to a minimum
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| Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo |