| You think you know but you don’t
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| Wish I could read your mind but I can’t, so I won’t
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| I wish that I could say what it is I’d like to say
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| Instead I’ve got my tongue twisted up and tied away
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| I’m trying to do my best
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| Yes I know that failure is a lesson, I’ve been guessing
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| And stressing and trying to make up my decision
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| And guess that’s how life goes
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| Every time I want poetry she wants prose
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| I’m too slow, trying to pick it up though
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| Is it me you’re really into?
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| No it’s me you feel sorry for
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| This is out of control
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| Why can’t I ever get it though?
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| Damn, why can’t I ever get it though?
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| At least I got my brains, at least I got my wit
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| Watch me go on over, see the conversation slip
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| I’m feeling kinda twisted and yes I’m kinda sick
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| I try to counter, man I wish that I could hit and never miss girl
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| Yeah you know that things ain’t easy
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| Try to understand and believe me
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| Yes I want the real thing
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| Oh girl, I want the real thing baby
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| This is out of control
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| Why can’t I ever get it though?
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| Damn, why can’t I ever get it though?
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| Got it all figured out now |